Well, my definition of a lot.
I got to visit many cities. For many clients. For many reasons.
On someone's dime.
Once again, I GOT TO TRAVEL.
I didn't HAVE to travel.
For me, it was an escape. Looking back, of course, it was something out of the routine. Out of the day to day.
Cleveland. Minn/St Paul. San Antonio. I know exciting cities. But then, Los Angeles. Phoenix. San Francisco. Chicago.
Places I got to go.
It's been 14 years since 9/11.
I was "stuck" in Laguna Beach California.
A place that changed my life. For no other reason than on September 12 2001 I woke up at the beach knowing I had the strength to carry me on to the next chapter in my life.
I arrived back to Denver on September 14, 2001. A Friday night.
An escort from the airport walked me to my car.
Which brings us to Monday. This coming Monday.
Monday, September 14, 2015
I leave on my first business trip since that day. (Yes, I've gone to see clients. Yes, I've traveled.). This is: the company books everything. This is the same place - yet further along.
I guess, I'm picking up where I left off.
Hell of a
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