Where am I?
by Devon on Jan.08, 2010, under Uncategorized
This lacks all depth, but I just wanted to comment: Half the time I don’t know where I am any more. Anyone who travels a great deal will be able to relate, I’m sure. I was just looking at the blue carpet in here, and I thought to myself, “Where the hell am I?”
I have been on the road ALOT for the past few years… Everything blended together a long time ago, in terms of hotel rooms. It probably doesn’t help that corporations try so hard to maintain their branding designs that all the spaces look eerily similar.
It took me a good 10 seconds to remember I was in Atlanta, but I had to dig in my memory to pull it out. It was like an “Aha!” moment. It is rather disturbing on some levels… Exactly how disconnected does one have to be from one’s surroundings before it becomes obvious that a rest is in order? LOL
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January 23rd, 2010 on 10:30 am
I used to have a job that had me on the road at least 75% of the time. Usually it was 3 weeks in one town or city with weekends spent at home or anywhere else we wanted to go as long as it didn’t cost more than tavelling home. We would always stay in the same hotel for the 3 weeks, but would check out on the weekends. I always knew what city I was in, but one time, after checking in on a Monday morning before heading to the office, I totally forgot what my room number was! Imagine my embarassment walking up to the front desk to find out where my room was.