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Well, it wasn’t the trip from hell – close – but my trip to Edmonton through Regina takes the cake for now in terms of trips from hell.

I got in really late last night.  Luckily, the person I’m traveling with brought her partner with her, they don’t like to be apart for too long, so she’s not as super hyper about getting the day started as my boss would be.  So, I’m just lounging right now waiting for them to finish their breakfast.  Its odd not to get going right in the morning.  It’s like lunch hour in Toronto but it’s not yet 10am here in Vegas.

The hotel I’m staying at is just off the strip.  We’re right next to the convention center where the event is taking place, so that’s good.  But, I am damn tired.  We didn’t check into the hotel till after midnight and I didn’t get into bed till almost 2am.  I decided to have room service – cause I had not eaten proper all day long.

Crazy ass pillows...I kid you not!

Crazy ass pillows...I kid you not!

My bed is rather odd – it doesn’t go right up against the wall, so I feel like if I’m not careful my head is going to fall right over the edge of the bed or something.  I tried to push the bed back…yeah, that was stupid since the bed is a gazillion pounds and I nudge it not even a millimeter.  Defeated, I just left the fluffy pillows that serve as blocking this gap.  I’m not a fan of huge ass pillows on my bed (and look how many!), but what can you do?  I rather not be worried that my head’s gonna fall off the edge of the bed all night, so pillows be damn, they can stay.

I’m writing silliness right now cause I’m bored and I’m waiting for my day to start.  I don’t know how this co-worker thinks we’re going to get everything done today, but whatever, I’m just here to help and enjoy Vegas…I guess.


at the airport…goddamn 😡 .

I tried to be all organized, except for one damn freaking detail, I didn’t check my flight before I left.  I normally don’t, I like to live life on the edge…yeah, right, I love waiting 6 hours in the airport. So, I got to the airport early, thinking my flight was leaving at 4pm, wrong.  They apparently cancelled my flight, rebooked me on another flight, but didn’t bother to send me a note or call me about this change.  I’m telling the exec assistant next time – please don’t book through expedia, they suck monkey balls.  I should know, I booked my Chicago trip through them and it was a bit of a nightmare.

Anyways, I digress.  So, I’m at the airport right now, enjoying some WiFi and drinking some Timmy’s.  I guess I can’t complain too much, I got out of work early and now I’m just kinda lounging.  Although I’ll be getting into Vegas at 10:30, and probably be super tired.  But, I guess thats the price of business travel.  You’re at the mercy of the weather (the check-in person blamed Chicago cause my original flight had a stopover there – but that’s b.s. cause I just heard a final boarding call for a flight to Chicago – the truth is it was probably cancelled because of low numbers) and the airlines. 

On a totally different note, I’ve been feeling anxious lately.  Its been a bit crazy at work, life has been kinda crazy and I’m feeling…..well, how I’m always feeling and if you know me, you’ll know what I’m talking about.  big sigh…………


My boss and I were reviewing our travel schedule for next year.  “Hell Months” are January and February.  So, basically I have no life from the middle of January to about the middle of February.  Its like a juggling act, trying to stretch the two of us so that we’re able to be at the events we have to be at.

I don’t mind all the traveling, its part of my job, its what I signed up for.  I just need to make sure that I’m healthy.  I don’t want to become sick. I’m not prone to getting sick easily, but with all the flights I’ll be taking I know that my immune system will be weakened.  And, the weather changes won’t help either.

Most of the travel will be within North America, with one trip to Europe.  My boss had been thinking about sending me, but is now thinking against it.  She said she almost lost it because of the frustration of it all.  I told her I’d be fine, wouldn’t become a mess and would make sure the people we hired spoke English.  English is not the first or second choice of language in this country but I’m sure I’ll be fine, if I go.  I’m not digging going to Europe, its not my top destination choice, but my boss has a child, and I know her reluctance to travel so much, so I should go so she can stay home.  We’ll see what happens, it looks like she’s trying to protect me, its kinda funny.

I mentioned to her that Chinese New Year’s is somewhere between all this chaos.  She looked at the schedule again, then determined that I should stay in Toronto then fly out to the other events.  Isn’t that nice? She’s working around the Chinese New Year, even though I told I’d be fine if I had to miss it.  Anyways, right now, everything’s up in the air, but at least I have an idea of what my life will be like.

I’m liking my random travel schedule, it mixes up the daily 9 to 5 grind that I loathe.  I’m not saying this my dream job, far from it, but for now it suits me.  I went to visit my former co-workers last week, as a surprise, and it felt good not to be there anymore.  Everyone is stressed and unhappy.  But, you know what? Every job has its “thing” and its a matter of how you deal with it.  If I’m not happy, I’m not going to stay somewhere that’s making me miserable.  Would you?


There was some debate between my boss, my co-worker and I about the Olympics yesterday.  My boss was watching the Olympics the other night and she noticed that the French channel had it as the “Peking Olympics” whereas the U.S. outlets and the Canadian English channels had it as “Beijing Olympics”.  She asked me if they were one and the same.  She also wondered if at some point in history Beijing was once named Peking.  I wasn’t sure, but in the back of my mind I was thinking they might be the same.  My co-worker, also Chinese, wasn’t sure either. 

As luck would have it I was having dinner with my parents last night.  So, I asked my mom how to say Beijing in Cantonese (I kinda knew, but needed her to confirm).  Phonetically it sounds like “Putt King” which basically is Peking, and yes, the originator of the Peking Duck, which is delicious.  Anyways, I digress, so I kept questioning her about it and finally with a laugh she directed me to my father for further explanation.  I can be quite annoying like that if I’m in disbelief or amazed by information I find out.

My father confirmed to me that yes, Beijing was once known as Peking but that the Communists changed it to Beijing.  So, then I asked “is Shanghai really Shanghai”?  I knew it was, but I was just being silly.  I was fascinated by this little piece of history, which I shall share with my boss.  She was right, Peking was Beijing, they are one in the same.  Like I stated, I kind of knew that, but wasn’t 100% sure.  Apparently, I need a brush-up on my Chinese history.

I haven’t watched any of the Olympics with the exception of watching 20 minutes of the opening ceremonies cause I was in a restaurant and I had no choice.  Its not that I’m not interested in it, I just don’t want to get caught-up in the competitiveness of it all and want to watch it all the time.  I have better things to do with my time right now.


The funniest thing happened at work yesterday.  It still cracks me up.

It was around 3:30pm or so and I felt like having something with bubbles to drink.  I had already downed my usual 3 – 4 litres of water and wasn’t feeling like drinking more, so I scrounged around for some change in my wallet to get a can of Ginger Ale.

I walked into the lunchroom where the vending machines were and two ladies from the art department were sitting having their break.  I smiled and said “hi” to them as I always do because they do a lot of work for me.  They always giggle when they see me cause I’m usually cracking jokes when I come into the art department.  Anyways, I reach the vending machine and before I put the change in I notice that a pack of peanuts are just at the edge ready to drop but not quite so. 

I look over at the ladies and tell them about the peanuts.  One of them gets up and goes “ok, lets shake this machine to get it to drop”.  So, we push it back and forth trying to get these $1.00 peanuts to fall and two shakes later plop!   Then the women who was helping me points out that a chocolate bar is about to fall too from all our shaking.  So, three of us shake the vending machine and plop!  We all start to laugh and I’m trying to give them the chocolate and the peanuts but they won’t have it, so I only take the chocolate (which I gave to someone else) and we give the peanuts to another lady who’s in the lunchroom.

Finally, I get my Ginger Ale.  As I walk away I hear some change falling.  I figured it was someone else getting a snack or something.  I get back to my desk and five minutes later one of the women who was shaking the vending machine with me comes up to my desk and throws four quarters down.  I go “what’s this?” and she tells me that after I got my soda the vending machine spat out four quarters!  Can you believe that?  Not only did I shake two snacks out of that vending machine for free but I got my soda for free too!

Needless to say, we figured luck was on our side so we invested in a lottery ticket.  Too funny.  😀


I’m not a shopper and I get really cranky when I haven’t eaten. The two combined – not so good. I can handle not eating for about 6 – 7 hours between meals if I have to, but anything beyond that, cranky pants comes out.

So, the one night that I made my way to downtown Chicago, my co-worker begged to go shopping. She was on this mission to get to Guess and see downtown. I was hungry, but I agreed. We took the El train (my first time!) and my co-worker and I got into an argument when we got off the train. I was ticked by the fact that she was insinuating I had no idea where I was going (not that I even said I was an expert – but I walked pretty much all of downtown last time I was in Chicago and then some, so I was familiar more so than her since she’s never been to the city) because I was trying to get my bearings when we came out of the train station. Usually, I wouldn’t have been so testy, or cared, but my crankiness was starting to set in.

So, I got us to Guess and it went downhill from there. I had to shop for almost 2 hours with her – hungry. She is your typical girly shopper, takes her time, looks at stuff, puts it away, looks at it again, goes around, looks again, repeat cycle. It was driving me bonkers. I have the patience of a 2 year old when it comes to shopping, but I think given the fact that I was getting crankier, I wasn’t doing too bad. No one died.

I think what did me in was when she was trying to find a t-shirt for her boyfriend. It was just a damn t-shirt, but it took her forever to find. That’s not to say I wouldn’t put care in buying something for a boyfriend, but goodness, walking around in circles and several stores to find one t-shirt?

Finally, to my utter joy she purchased a shirt, and we were on our way to eat sushi. Just the thought that I was having food lifted my mood and my co-worker realized how inconsiderate she had been because all of a sudden she was super accommodating to me.

I was given a few suggestions on sushi places and I’m glad I had these suggestions because I ended up going to Oysy on Michigan (later on a sales guy was telling us Sushi Wabi was good too – damn, not enough time to try it all!). I got lost getting to Oysy – I thought it was on N. Michigan versus S. Michigan – and I almost killed the cab driver who insisted 888 S. Michigan didn’t exist, but we got there and the night ended up heavenly – awesome food and my crankiness faded once my stomach was full 😉 .

Yummy sushi!


I’m sitting in my hotel room, finally able to relax and take it easy.  I have never worked so hard, my body is aching everywhere.  It’s so nice to not have to be around any work people tonight.  I ordered myself room service so my belly is full and I’m now listening to my iPod while I’m typing away.

I’m plotting my way into the city – downtown Chicago.  My co-worker is desperate to get away from our other co-workers.  I’m with her on this one, I’ve just about had it with a few of them myself.  Work is work, I can handle the fact that from 9 – 5 I need to be around these people, but when I have to be around them beyond that, it gets pretty tough for me.  And, since this is a trade show, I know I have to spend around 12 hours of my day with them.  I can deal, but I definitely need my own time.

Tomorrow, Friday, I’m hoping to get into the city with my co-worker after the show closes.  We’re going to lie and say we’re meeting up with friends in the city that I know.  LOL….I’m so bad at lying, I’m not sure if I can pull it off, so, we’ll see.  I think I’ll have to get my co-worker to do all the lying.  We can’t say she has friends because her co-worker knows that she doesn’t know anyone here.   I’m not totally lying, I do know someone here, I know it doesn’t matter, but it just makes the honest girl in me feel better that I’m not completely lying. (look, Mom and Dad taught me to be honest!!)

Ahhhh…the complicated web we weave to get away from the people you work with.  The thing with business travel and in particular with my company is that they do a lot of things together – although it’s apparently better now.  I plan to break that mold.  I’m not big on socializing with the people I work with.  Normally, there is probably one person I’ll get to know well, someone I don’t work closely with (such as the girl who’s going into the city with me), the rest I put at arms length. 

Anyways, here’s to some fun times in Chicago.  😛

Damn…I’m tired.