On the Road Confessions

Morning friends!  My week in Atlanta is seriously flying by.  Sheila and I are having a good time eating the exact same delicious meals as each other, hitting the gym, and enjoying Buckhead… while working hard of course.  It’s been fun to meet some of my Atlanta colleagues for the first time!  I am excited to come home tomorrow though.  I’m definitely ready to be back to [my version of] normalcy.

Two things to do if you haven’t already this week:

  1. Sign up for my April Arms Challenge.  It starts Monday!
  2. Enter my free giveaway to win a fun kit from Tuttorosso Tomatoes.  Contest ends Friday night.  Not a ton of people have entered this one, so you have a pretty good chance at winning!

Anyways, as I was thinking about what to write about for today’s post, I thought it might be kind of fun to make a list of “travel confessions.”  In the past I’ve written a couple of “confessions” posts, which you can read here and here.  I like to think I am funny, so seriously read them (but don’t tell me otherwise).  For today though, my confessions are all travel related.  Enjoy!

Confessions

Travel Confessions

My first confession is that the title of this post and that picture of me “taking a shot” makes it seem like I have wayyyy juicier travel secrets than I actually do.  Shoot.  I actually lead a very boring on the road life.  Sorry.

If you still want to keep reading you should know that:

— I have an “airport outfit.”  Black Old Navy yoga pants from college, spaghetti strap tank, grey cotton t-shirt, and my purple Reebok zip up.  I wear it every time I fly.  With flips in the summer and sneakers when it’s cooler outside.  So help me when these items of clothing fall apart.

— I’m not afraid of flying, nor do I have claustrophobia, but when sitting in the window seat, I will sometimes have a panic attack about not being able to move from the window seat while the plane is going down.  Usually this results in me breathing really loud and freaking the people out next to me.

— It’s a rare occasion that I’ll drink soda.  My exception is ginger ale on the plane.  (Told you these are pretty lame).

— I despise dealing with the rental car.  I hate driving my own little 2001 Camry in my own familiar town, nevermind in a place where I’m unfamiliar with the roads.  I would rather charge every meal to my credit card and take care of every single other detail of the trip than have anything to do with the rental car.  Sheila has quickly figured this out (thanks, Sheila!).  Patrice, I hope you’re reading in preparation for June.  🙂

— I get easily distracted by things out the window.  Whether it be a fun looking restaurant, someone walking along the side of the road, even boring farmland on a long drive.  Maybe that’s why I hate being the one to drive?

— If a hotel won’t provide a refrigerator in my room, I start rattling off a laundry list of “dietary restrictions.”  I haven’t yet had to use breast milk as ammo, but that’s not saying I won’t go there if I have to.  How else am I supposed to keep my healthy snacks cold?!  Confession within a confession:  I have not a single dietary restriction.  Boom.

— I think about what (and where) I am going to eat all day long.  Seriously the second I’m done with my breakfast, I’m thinking about lunch.  I guess this happens at home too, so maybe it doesn’t count as a true travel confession.

— I pretty much wear repeated outfits all week long.  Two suits, tops.  Same jeans, all week.  I even will re-wear workout outfits.  Gross, right?  But so worth it to not have to check my bag.  I don’t care who judges me… maybe I should?

— Not my confession, but my mom tells me that my grandfather used to sit on the plane with a string hanging out of his mouth just so people would think he was a weirdo and not sit next to him, leaving him with tons of room to sprawl.  Weird?  Maybe.  Genius?  Yes.

And finally:

first class

Confess something travel related to me!  Can you relate to any of the above?

P.S.  If you were not an F&F reader yet when I posted my MOST horrifying airplane story of all time, you MUST click over to this Awk Spot post and check it out.  It’s a gem for sure!

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11 thoughts on “On the Road Confessions

  1. Haha, I love that ecard about the first class people. I totally start thinking about my next meal as soon as I’m done with the last too. It’s just so exciting to have new food on vacation!

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  2. I also have an airport outfit…I like it so much better when I can wear flip flops! I am terrified of flying, need prescription. I sweat when booking flights never mind when boarding. Love the ecard..my friend actually saw someone on a flight the other day with a luggage tag that said “”I was never meant to fly coach”. Now that lady deserves to be bumped into with a backpack!

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  3. Hilarious! I must confess I have a lot of the same phobias about flying, and that bumping people in first class I will have to try.( I do use that one at the mall behind slow walkers, don’t get me started) The string trick does work, or at least a piece of floss. I guess it’s in the genes. I had a very uncomfortable trip from Boston to London sitting behind the smelliest person ever, I could not even reach down into my tote tucked under his seat. Next time I will be prepared. Happy Trails!

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  4. I totally re-wear workout outfits when I travel. In attempts of saving space on my most recent trip, i only packed shorts and a sports bra, thinking I’d only have enough time to sneak a quick 20 minute workout in my room. Obviously it was a time where I had enough time to go to a gym, but I wasn’t going to be THAT girl, so I stayed in my room:)

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  5. This is excellent, love it! I am with you on the mini-fridge, I usually say I need it for “medication” & they don’t usually pry after that. To me healthy food = medicine! I wear compression socks when I fly, not sexy at all but totally help 🙂

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