Where am I?
I stared at the Arrivals board at Miami airport today to see which carousel my bag was going to end up at and for the life of me I could not remember where I had just flown in from. It was San Francisco and last week was every part of fun and successful, but the time difference was a killer for me this time as well as carrying around a stinking cold.
Vegas was low key, we could feel the numbness and it was quieter than I remember it from other times. Los Angeles was hot, and hectic. Burbank we saw one of our largest clients and home to the ‘happiest place on earth.’ The San Francisco days were long and exhausting mostly stuck in a room, and when we went outside it was chilly.
Then we mulled over going to Napa. What were the optics, how distressing would it be, did they not need our support, should we go anyway. We chose against it in the end and instead we were driven on our yellow bus to Livermore Valley, a smaller less commercialized wine area to the east of San Francisco. More on that another day.
I could probably have done with going home tonight but my penance for being away for over a week is standing in Disney queues this week. It is half term and our daughter has her birthday on Thursday, which gives me time to work out what day it is, and we had long promised her a couple of days in Orlando and Animal Kingdom on Thursday.
I am in Tampa tonight at the end of a long day of travelling, and then we spend two days in Sarasota before driving to Orlando on Wednesday. Back in my own bed hopefully on Friday.
See you in Orlando then from a fellow addick on holiday !!!