I still recall my road warrior days. It seemed like
every other week, I was hopping on a plane for Orlando or
Vancouver or Palm Springs or Washington or Chicago or Toronto.
It
might not be Rome, Paris, and Monte Carlo, but Washington,
Toronto and Orlando are pretty classy places. I went to
crucial meetings. I was an important person. I was a frequent
flyer.
However,
after a while, all the towns begin to look the same. One
airport hotel looks amazingly like another. Surely the taxi
driver in Washington and the taxi in Orlando were twins
separated at birth. I was yearning to just stay put. I had
had enough of hotels and restaurants
Traveling sounds glamorous until
you have to do it over and over and over. Especially when
you have a family, you want to spend some time at home between
the episodes of jet lag. Comfort becomes a much bigger deal,
and you want every place to feel like home.
You just can't do that in a hotel.
Not in a Marriott. Not in a Sheraton. Not in a Hilton.
I
wish I knew then about two other options.
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