Joys of business travel
I’ve had a fun day. An SAS flight out of Sea-Tac that was delayed 90 minutes on the runway, so I missed my connection in Copenhagen. Then a Lufthansa flight to Munich that was re-scheduled at the last minute to a different gate and then took off late. Then an interesting taxi ride to the hotel (way out in the sticks, since Octoberfest has all the Munich hotels filled up), including a high-speed 400-metre drive in reverse the wrong way up a one-way street after the driver got lost. I finally got checked in at the hotel, and wasted the last hour trying to get the wifi to work. Or, more accurately, trying to convince the girls at the front desk that it actually doesn’t work.
I gave up and came to the business center, where I met a nice couple from Portland who gave me some tips for Friday night at Octoberfest. You know, stuff like “don’t wear clothes you care about, because people are going to spill a lot of stuff on you,” and “try to stay away from the Schnapp’s booths if you have the willpower” and “you better have lots of aspirin.”
Can’t wait. Just hope the D70 and lenses survive. But first, there’s the small matter of surviving the next three days of work. Speaking of which, I better go get my presentation together for tomorrow morning. More later …
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on September 26, 2006 at 6:17 am Tom wrote:
There is injustice in the world - Alaska Air, after all the problems you guys have had with it, was flawless both ways for me. And you’re flying big carriers and getting pantsed the whole time. Sorry - I hope I didn’t use up your good juju.
Can’t wait to see pics, though - and good luck with the presentations.
on September 27, 2006 at 6:03 am Mom wrote:
Doug,
I am just relieved that you made it! Reminded me of some of our taxi rides in Asian countries. I thought it was better in Europe.
Mom
on September 27, 2006 at 12:01 pm Doug wrote:
Hi Mom. Maybe I made it sound worse than it was — it was interesting to race up a street going backwards in a taxi, but for sheer terror it didn’t begin to compare to some of our taxi rides in India!