A rough about 48 hours coming

Posted by Dad on Nov 6, 2007 in Travel | 0 comments

Sometimes your job asks you to do something that just tough. You muster up all your courage, determination and will power and tackle it. For you, but especially for your family. It’s what you do to provide for your family. You’re dad.

This is what I’m doing the next (about) 48 hours. It’s 10:21 p.m. and I’m sitting at the surprisingly busy Admiral’s Club at the airport awaiting an 11:30 p.m. flight to Sao Paulo, Brazil. I don’t like long flights much less the type that I need to sleep on.

I get there at 10:30 a.m. I run to the hotel, change and hit the office by 3 p.m. to meet with a client. The meeting should take about 2 hours. I’ll head back to the hotel to change and relax for a while before heading back out to the airport to catch an 11:50 p.m. flight back home.

It’s a kamikaze run. It’s grueling. Probably, not necessary but the client is an important one (so they tell me). So, I grit my teeth and head out. It’s what I do. I’m dad.