I never understand when people complain about work travel, because hotels are so enjoyable to me. Like I get wanting to stay home because you’ve got things going on there that make you happy. But if you have to be away, why not go to a magical place that has none of your stuff. What color will the walls be? What will be the pattern on the bedspread? What will it smell like?
All of these answers will be surprises, and none of them will be unpleasant. You were consulted on none of this. It’s all new. I love it.
I fully relate, I adore “strange experiences” and hotels can absolutely provide that.
People look at me like I’m strange for loving airports. I’ve been to so many, all around the world, and it’s always this constant, always this focused energy and constrained anticipation, everyone, everywhere scrambling to this fantastic act that we do with casual ease, flying across the world and we treat it with such outward indifference, but you see it in almost everyone’s eyes, as soon as the plane starts to move, people’s masks fall and you see either the fear or excitement, the glances out the windows, the building intensity, the sudden launch into the sky as we all collectively break the apparent rules of nature and do something fantastic.
YES. Even just waiting for my flight, there’s this pleasant mix of tension and purpose. And I’m not relaxed, per se, but it’s one of the few times in my life when I don’t have a nagging feeling that there’s something else I should be doing.
I’ve just got everything I need, and I’m waiting for something amazing. It’s perfect.
I don’t travel for work much but I do enjoy getting to stay at hotels when I do. There’s something about it that just disconnects you from everything and it’s very relaxing. The last time I got back from the conference place we were at I just laid down and vibed to music on my phone for 2 hours. It was the most relaxed I’ve been in a long time. I can never do that when I’m at home because my brain will not stfu.
I never understand when people complain about work travel, because hotels are so enjoyable to me. Like I get wanting to stay home because you’ve got things going on there that make you happy. But if you have to be away, why not go to a magical place that has none of your stuff. What color will the walls be? What will be the pattern on the bedspread? What will it smell like?
All of these answers will be surprises, and none of them will be unpleasant. You were consulted on none of this. It’s all new. I love it.
I fully relate, I adore “strange experiences” and hotels can absolutely provide that.
People look at me like I’m strange for loving airports. I’ve been to so many, all around the world, and it’s always this constant, always this focused energy and constrained anticipation, everyone, everywhere scrambling to this fantastic act that we do with casual ease, flying across the world and we treat it with such outward indifference, but you see it in almost everyone’s eyes, as soon as the plane starts to move, people’s masks fall and you see either the fear or excitement, the glances out the windows, the building intensity, the sudden launch into the sky as we all collectively break the apparent rules of nature and do something fantastic.
It never gets old.
YES. Even just waiting for my flight, there’s this pleasant mix of tension and purpose. And I’m not relaxed, per se, but it’s one of the few times in my life when I don’t have a nagging feeling that there’s something else I should be doing.
I’ve just got everything I need, and I’m waiting for something amazing. It’s perfect.
This, it’s a feeling of weird freedom… you’re packed and have your most essential things and you’re leaving the bounds of Earth.
I’ve nailed it a few times but I love falling asleep before cruising altitude and waking up at landing. Feels like I just teleported a thousand miles.
I don’t travel for work much but I do enjoy getting to stay at hotels when I do. There’s something about it that just disconnects you from everything and it’s very relaxing. The last time I got back from the conference place we were at I just laid down and vibed to music on my phone for 2 hours. It was the most relaxed I’ve been in a long time. I can never do that when I’m at home because my brain will not stfu.