I write this on the road. Sitting on a hotel bed after a long day of work and a late business flight last night.
And as I walk in the airport lines...all the different lines, checking baggage, security, boarding the plane, and so forth I continually think of George Clooney and Jason Reitman's film, Up in the Air.
A variety of things along the way remind me of this, including hotel reward status, and even the robe in the hotel closet.
I travel independently very infrequently, but I can't imagine what it's like for people like Clooney's character Ryan Bingham who do spend a good portion of their time "Up in the Air."
It's interesting because even if you put in a super full day of work on the road, you feel kind of alone.
Over the holidays my wife and I traveled with a toddler which included a lot of coordination, luggage carrying, and general exhaustion.
But even though it's probably easier to travel by yourself, it's hardly better.
Good night friends and family, wish you were here.