Arrived in Boulder
I made it to Boulder for my Food and Light workshop but it wasn’t necessarily a smooth travel day. Then again, is travel ever smooth?
As I was leaving my house and already running a few minutes late <—but what’s new, I realized the suitcase that I had everything packed in had a bum wheel and was not wheel-able.
So I was literally on the balcony frantically transferring everything I had packed into an alternate suitcase.
I got to the airport and even with a printed boarding pass in hand, it was a 40 minute wait just to drop off and check bags.
I arrived at the airport with just enough time to get checked in, get through security and get my travel essential: Starbucks!
Super bumpy flight and there was a man in front of me who did.not.shut.up. the entire flight. He was jabbering to the woman next to him and I think trying to impress her. Normally I can sleep through anything, but even I couldn’t sleep through him.
I was also thinking about how much I already missed Skylar!
I left her a love note on her desk that she’d find when Scott picked her up from preschool later in the day.
As I was dropping her off, she was dancing, spinning, laughing, and having a grand old time.
She told me how much she’d miss me too, but clearly wasn’t too effected by my pending departure given her giggles.
I arrived at the Denver airport, got my bag, got my rental car
And good thing I picked up this gem for a midnight snack.
I could have used a White Chocolate Blondie with Chocolate Peanut Butter Frosting too!
My day starts bright and early tomorrow.
From my last post, it sounds like most of your weekends go by in a blur, like mine do. And this day today, it was a blur, indeed!
1. How much time do you normally leave as a “cushion” when you travel? How far in advance do you like to get to the airport?
I live about 7 to 10 minutes from the airport and I left my house at 2:25pm for a 4pm flight and would have left more like 2:10pm had I not had to re-pack my entire suitcase at the last minute! <–nothing like breaking a sweat in the middle of the day between the stress and the actual work involved.
I got to the airport, parked, and was in the terminal at 2:40pm which was just barely enough time to drop off my bag, clear security, and get Starbucks <—priorites.
In my single/childless days, when I wasn’t juggling so many balls with work, family life, my blog, and just life in general, I left more cushion and padding but lately, well, it just works out the way it does. And hey, I made it. That’s all that matters! But I do hate that stressed out feeling of rushing!
I prefer to leave some cushion, but I am also not the type of person who wants to be through security, sitting at the gate, with nothing to do and completely ready to board, say two full hours, before my flight is to depart. Maybe a half hour to 45 mins, max, is more like it.
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