On the road again (and again, and again...)
Posted by mofembot Sun, 17 May 2009 11:41:00 GMT
In about an hour I will have to leave for the Marseille airport after an unexpected weekend home (I don’t feel like talking about it right now). Unfortunately, a direct flight from and to Frankfurt was too expensive to manage, so I’m on a KLM flight that connects through Amsterdam, thereby prolonging the trip by several hours. I will not get back to Heidelberg until around midnight, I think. (I’d been in Heidelberg this past week to reacquaint myself with the vagaries of my German client’s internal software, and to get acquainted with the people with whom I will be working long distance for much of the summer; I will be back here in France “definitively” as of this coming Thursday, Ascension Day.)
As I get older, I seem to find traveling more tiring. “No duh,” I hear you say. I should clarify: I still like traveling when it’s to someplace interesting and new. Business travel, however, rarely qualifies. And since my business days tend to be jam-packed with business-related activities and tasks — and none moreso than when working for my German client, because invariably my other major client, based in Paris, has work for me to do for them concurrently — the prospect of a too-late arrival home (assuming all flights are on time) and having to leave my rented room by 7h30 tomorrow morning (by agreement with my landlady, who uses my room for babysitting)… tires me just thinking about it.
On the plus side, I have no luggage to check in, and I brought with me a bunch of clothes that I’m leaving here in Aix-en-Provence, so I will be traveling light indeed. (Ever looking on the bright side, that’s me.) The weather in Germany will continue to be on the cool side, but it looks like the rain may have finally stopped. With any luck, I may have enough time to see something fun on Thursday morning before I head back to the airport. And definitely on the plus side, at least Mr Mo and I will be on the same connecting flight from Amsterdam to Marseille on Thursday evening.
Bon voyage to us all.
UPDATE: It was on this journey that I found myself in Schiphol airport in Amsterdam just before boarding time for my connecting flight. As it turned out, the flight to Frankfurt was at a gate right next to a flight to Marseille, and boarding times were about five minutes apart. As I looked at the two gates and destinations, I honest-to-god could not remember if I was coming or going, and had to look at my boarding pass so as to get into the right line. Sheesh.