March 26th 2018
Today I had a literal flying visit to Germany. I had a meeting in Karlsruhe that I had to attend, and after struggling to organise any other meetings for today or tomorrow, I ended up flying over (and back) just for that one meeting.
I left my house at 3 o’clock this morning.
Between then and now I’ve caught five trains, had four taxi rides from three different drivers, been on two flights all for one meeting. And I’m not even home yet.
In one day I’ve used basically every kind of public transport. I now realise I’ve even been on buses today – the buses that transport you from the terminal to the plane.
Surprisingly, I’m not actually that exhausted. I had about a half an hour nap on each of the flights, but other than that I’ve survived since 3am on one coffee.
When I found out I was going to be doing this round-trip today, I figured I’d just cope with it through a carefully managed drip-feed of coffee, but I’ve not really needed it today. I had one at 5am when I got to Birmingham Airport, but none since then.
I’ve just kept my energy up with food. Every time I got to a new airport/train station I bought some food. Then I had food at the office as well. None of it was fantastic, with this at Frankfurt airport being the worst of the lot:
Frankfurters (naturally – although they tasted anything but) with potato salad (playing it fast and loose with the word ‘salad’). Oh, Germans.
My sandwich on the plane was bad, also.
Now, I’m about half an hour from home and my 21-hour day of Planes, Trains, and Automobiles will be complete.
Until tomorrow, John Candy – or something.