Work + Travel = Confusion

The recent change my job has taken lately means that I'm now required to travel interstate once in a while ( is at least monthly once in a while?). I have just done my first trip and it felt like three days in one. Plus the fact it is cup day (a public holiday in ye merry olde Melbourne Towne), and I took yesterday off work - what day is it?

Tuesday

So, I left work on Thursday at about 4.45pm and went from Burwood East (suburb where employment happens) and drove to Mount Waverly to go to computer place for impulse purchase of a USB key that I had decided I could not live without. That took about 15 minutes. Then drove back to Burwood East to have dinner with work peoples , it was pregnant girls last week before taking baby leave. The drive back took the best part of an hour!!! But still got back with half an hour to spare before designated eating time. Sat in the office and watched Paulie buy stuff off the net and then went next door to eating place.

So having dinner and being all relaxed and stuff made Thursday night feel like a Friday, confusion starts -

Friday morning, alarm went off at 5.30am and I was ready when the taxi arrived at 6.00am. Got driven to airport and was there by 7.15am. Didn't have to book in as Paulie had shown me how to do it over the net the day before, so just booked my bag in and went to Maccas for soon brekkie. And while eating I did ponder to myself the irony of the reason I was traveling was to inform people about blood glucose levels, and healthy eating - more syrup for the hot cakes please!

Boarded plane and then sat on tarmac for about half an hour before taking off, was in Adelaide by 9.10am (their time or 9.40 am real time). First I did after getting off the plane was collect my bag, go to check in and get my boarding pass for next flight and check my bag in. Then got taxi to office, present health stuff, got driven back to airport. While waiting for delayed flight - ran into person I knew from Melbourne - in Adelaide - waiting for a flight to Sydney!!!

So get to Sydney and was met by office dude who drove me to office, did presentation and was then driven back to airport - to drop someone else off, and then was driven to aunt and uncle's Sydney dwelling.

After much chatting we went to dinner, very nice greek meal not far from their place of residence. Back to their home where more chatting happened and then it was time for bed.

Can't say how may times I woke throughout the night, but by 6.00am got bored lying in bed trying to sleep and got up only to find the whole family were already up and in the lounge watching morning cartoons.

auntie made scrummy pancakes for brekkie and then we sat, chatted, and sang karaoke. Time flew and before I knew it was getting close to needing to board a plane again. Got to the airport with only 15 mins to spare (had to stop at Krispy Kremes to get donuts on the way!), boarded plane and was in the air back to sunny ol' Melbourne.

Airplane landed, taxi home and a nap was needed.

So though I was only away from home for about 30 hours it felt like about three days. Then had Sunday, Monday and Tuesday off work and feels like it has been a week!

Back tomorrow, ask me how long it feels then!!!

:) G