Eating While Traveling
November 10, 2008 by Administrator · 1 Comment
I spent the weekend traveling with a Saturday stop at my grandmother’s house and the following day at a tumbling meet for my oldest daughter.
It’s easy to allow these little excursions to derail your fat loss efforts but they don’t have to. Read more
Traveling to the Twin Cities
October 9, 2008 by Administrator · Leave a Comment
I am winding down after a very eventful day! Here was my travel log:
Make sure everyone is fed so we can get out the door at 11am.
Husband decides at 10:30 that the van needs to be vacuumed.
Wait impatiently on the couch while the hands on the clock move to 11:03am. Finally, sending the girls outside to yell at him to get a move on.
11:15am wait biting tongue rather hard while husband finishes his lunch.
11:25 am we are finally on the road.
Get to the airport at 12:30 – made good time. Check in and husband decides we all need snacks and we take the airport train to the international terminal.
It is now 1:00 pm and I am stressing as I watch my young daughters try to eat their giant soft serve cones the size of basketballs.
1:10 pm – I give hubby “the look” and we proceed to take the airport train back to my terminal.
1:25 pm – I proceed through security and wait for my flight.
4:10 pm – I arrive in the Twin Cities and proceed to baggage claim. I wait and wait and wait and wait for my luggage. I am the only person left staring at the conveyor belt.
4:45 pm – I decide to wander over to the conveyor belts in the international side of the baggage claim area. There sits my bag – all alone – feeling much like I did – forlone and forgotten.
4:48 pm – check in to the airport shuttle and told will be 10 minutes before my shuttle arrives. Go stand outside and wait.
5:00 pm – a woman comes outside and starts yelling for Angela Ramos. I answer and she tells me I’m on the wrong side of the building and my shuttle is waiting.
5:05 pm – I get on the shuttle on my way to the hotel. Driver gets lost when we reach St. Paul, 
I receive a phone call from my friends wondering where I am cause they are starving (so am I!).
I receive a phone call from my friends wondering where I am cause they are starving (so am I!).5: 35 pm – finally reach hotel. 
The rest of the evening went okay, but dang, all that craziness makes me wonder why people would want to travel every week for a living! Or maybe these things just happen to me! 
