My Trip Home
Ahhhh, vacation. I just got back from 5 incredible days at Amansala's Bikini Boot Camp in Tulum, Mexico. What an amazing trip- 4 mile walks on the beach every morning, yoga, massages, fun exercise classes, excursions, and delicious, healthy food. More trip stories to come another time.
Anyway, as you all know, I travel to Minneapolis way to often. Yuck. The plus side of that is the number of miles I have with NWA/Continental, which allowed me to go to Mexico for free. However, on the return trip, I had to switch flights in Memphis.
Oddly enough, I went to Memphis for work this summer. Not a great place to be for an hour after a healthy vacation. My 45-minute layover turned into THREE hours. And all I was surrounded by was barbecue and more barbecue. I actually just bought a Dannon yogurt. Needless to say, my trip home was almost 12 hours.
On the flight from Memphis to NYC, I was seated (in first class due to benefits of Gold Elite Status) next to this 50-year old man headed to New York to lead a seminar. Unlike coach, people are much more talkative in first class- the free wine often the culprit. Anyway, over the course of a two-hour flight, I was amazed, and quickly repulsed, at the topics this man initiated with me. For example:
1) He made his first million by 30 in the stock market (and let me cut you off now- he was African American, married, and not my type)
2) He wanted my advice on speaking with his daughter about sex (gross and weird)
3) I mentioned an idea I had for a store, which happened to include sex toys, and he wanted a description of what type of sex toys- the kind with batteries (even grosser and weirder)
4) He asked if I have ever modeled, then told me he uses this as a pick-up line (ok, get me off the plane now!!)
5) He told me what hotel he was staying at (thank god I can see the skyline!)
Anyway, bolted off the plane and made it back to my apartment. Totally missing Mexico. This weather sucks. Later- my story on the professional matchmaker that happened to be at Amansala on our trip.
Anyway, as you all know, I travel to Minneapolis way to often. Yuck. The plus side of that is the number of miles I have with NWA/Continental, which allowed me to go to Mexico for free. However, on the return trip, I had to switch flights in Memphis.
Oddly enough, I went to Memphis for work this summer. Not a great place to be for an hour after a healthy vacation. My 45-minute layover turned into THREE hours. And all I was surrounded by was barbecue and more barbecue. I actually just bought a Dannon yogurt. Needless to say, my trip home was almost 12 hours.
On the flight from Memphis to NYC, I was seated (in first class due to benefits of Gold Elite Status) next to this 50-year old man headed to New York to lead a seminar. Unlike coach, people are much more talkative in first class- the free wine often the culprit. Anyway, over the course of a two-hour flight, I was amazed, and quickly repulsed, at the topics this man initiated with me. For example:
1) He made his first million by 30 in the stock market (and let me cut you off now- he was African American, married, and not my type)
2) He wanted my advice on speaking with his daughter about sex (gross and weird)
3) I mentioned an idea I had for a store, which happened to include sex toys, and he wanted a description of what type of sex toys- the kind with batteries (even grosser and weirder)
4) He asked if I have ever modeled, then told me he uses this as a pick-up line (ok, get me off the plane now!!)
5) He told me what hotel he was staying at (thank god I can see the skyline!)
Anyway, bolted off the plane and made it back to my apartment. Totally missing Mexico. This weather sucks. Later- my story on the professional matchmaker that happened to be at Amansala on our trip.
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