This week I have been spending a fair amount of time in the air.
I don’t travel as often as George Clooney in Up in the Air but, like George’s character, I am robotic in my process. I go through security like a zombie—that’s the best way to do it, actually—and seldom get rattled. I often rent cars on the other end and that too has become rhythmic.
I don’t even travel as often as many of my colleagues. I have one client who flies out of Philly so often she’s been offered the airport employees’ discount at Auntie Anne’s.
Erma Bombeck wrote a popular book entitled, When You Look Like Your Passport Photo, It’s Time to Go Home.
While, sadly, I haven’t used my passport in quite some time, Erma’s book title swooshes through my head during some of my busiest domestic travel weeks. In fact, during time spent recently in a boarding area (no, not that time), I drew up a list of it’s-time-to-go-home triggers.
It’s time to go home when:
- you check the Departures monitor for your gate and have to look at your boarding pass to remember where you are going
- you and the US Airways flight attendants recognize each other–and smile fondly
- you use your travel toiletries more than the ones at home
- you sit down in a restaurant and look for the seat belt
- you achieve frequent shopper status at Taxco Sterling and HMS Newsstand (and Auntie Anne’s). The woman at the Taxco counter at National Airport knows which pieces I already have.
- you spot the same set of identically dressed adult twins twice (not yet, but it’s bound to happen!)
How about you? When is it time for you to go home?