A Damn Good Week

_DSC0027This had all the makings of a shitty week.

I departed last Monday on a four-day road trip for work, driving south for meetings with six customers in Virginia. As I’ve gotten older, I dread trips like these… three different hotels in three nights, lots of car time and traffic. I don’t sleep well in hotels, and too much crappy restaurant food gets old.

People who don’t travel for business on a regular basis think it is glamorous and fun, and sometimes it can be. And I am grateful for the benefits – hotel points and frequent flier miles. I don’t complain much because I’ve been fortunate to travel all over the world and experience great things. This week was a good one…

Any trip through Virginia gives me the opportunity to visit with an old friend. Mike and I grew up on the same street, but really didn’t become friends until the summer before seventh grade. In those days, young kids didn’t wander far from home, and Mike’s house around the corner might as well have been ten miles away. His home atmosphere was much different from my conservative household, and his family had the perfect combination of cute sisters and a younger brother we could pick on together. So I spent a lot of time there. newspaper_readersCritical to the development of our friendship was our mutual discovery of the girls our age blossoming during that summer. It was a magical time…

We went in separate directions after high school, but remained in contact. I was an usher for his wedding, and he was for mine. We started families within months of each other. When Mike and his family moved to Virginia, they welcomed us for numerous visits. We usually talk on each other’s birthday – much easier for him to remember because his daughter was born on mine. And since his wife and I are Facebook freakazoids, we keep up with all of the family news.

Dinner with Mike this week was great as usual, cranking out multiple laughs and stories. We caught each other up on our kids, Philly sports, and our friends from back in the day. We had a good chuckle that we were both sporting Rite Aid bought 3x reading glasses. And we had a cathartic chat about our childhood friend Pudge, who passed away a couple of months ago.

IMG_2446We also talked about his Mom, who is now experiencing early stages of dementia. Marilyn has been living near Mike in Virginia for years now, and has entered an assisted living community as her condition has grown worse. Growing up, she was like a second Mom to me. She remains someone I admire very much. When we were young, she was very active in the community and city politics. She also worked with mentally challenged adults for many years. Most of all, she was smart and funny, and respected people – including us kids… adult behavior we were not used to in the seventies.

I was fortunate to get some free time the next day for a visit with this wonderful woman. We chatted for an hour about her life today, her family, and the old days back in Philly. She was pretty sharp for most of the conversation, but I could see her struggle a bit staying focused on her thoughts. And she did repeat herself a few times. But she remembered who I was through the entire hour, and I think the conversation made her happy that morning. It did much more for me.

Both of those visits gave me the energy and positive vibes to power through the rest of my grueling trip. It also gave me a lot of stuff to think about, some items to mentally organize… families, friends, neighborhoods, kids, life, mortality, priorities… just to name a few.

My business trip was a success, but the real wins were measured in conversations, smiles and laughs. We all scored well.

It was a damn good week. Can’t wait to do it again.

Some Road Stories

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People who don’t travel for business think it is glamorous, but the reality is that it mostly adds up to hundreds of so-so restaurants and ugly hotel rooms. I’m not saying I didn’t have some fun times and see some great things during my travels. Here are a few of my stories…

Chasing JFK – When I was travelling a lot, I would actually be in great locations about one in ten trips. Most of the trips were to small cities and towns, and getting there required a couple of planes and a long car ride. One of those was a three-day stay in Heber Springs AR, a small lakeside town that comes alive during the summer. However, my three-hour car ride brought me into the town’s very vacant Holiday Inn on a Sunday night in February.

39On the second day, I decided to take a drive around to see what’s what… something I did in most towns I visited. I discovered the Greer’s Ferry Dam and the lake it made, surrounded that day by beautiful but empty vacation homes. I learned that the dam was completed in 1962, and a plaque told me that it was dedicated in October of 1963 by President John F. Kennedy… his last major public appearance before Dallas, on November 22, 1963.

A few months later I travelled to Dallas, and went to Dealey Plaza. I was on the sidewalk, looking at the “X” in the street noting the spot where the President was fatally shot. I stood by the fence on the grassy knoll, and saw the viewpoint of the rumored second shooter. I looked in all directions from the spot where Abraham Zapruder shot his famous film footage. And I peered out the window of the Texas School Book Depository, with the same view that Oswald had that day.

Being Irish and Catholic, the President was a big deal in our family. My earliest childhood memory was the funeral on TV, and the somber mood of our home. I remember telling my Mom about both of these trips… about closing that loop, if you will.

In his speech at Greer’s Ferry Dam, President Kennedy said, “I take pride in coming here today. I know that 10 years from now, if we come back again, flying as we did over the land, that we will see an even richer State, and I think you can take pride and satisfaction in what you have done.”

That never happened.

Hotel Secrets – Years ago, I figured out that one of the best ways to get a good hotel room deal is to book through a convention. When I travel to a big city, I go to the convention center website and book a room through whatever organization is in town during my stay. I got some really great deals on hotels in Las Vegas, New Orleans and Orlando over the years, even during peak tourist seasons.

AKAShow organizers never check room reservations against those registered for a convention, so I’ve piggy-backed into some great deals using events like martial arts championships, car dealer conventions, rodeos, etc.

My crowning achievements were booking rooms during a gynecologist conference in Las Vegas (registered as “Doctor” Langan), and the North Atlantic Regional Conference of the Alpha Kappa Alpha Sorority – the nation’s first Greek-letter sorority for women of color. It was a great two days at the Borgata in Atlantic City, hanging with my “sisters”!

The Nighttime, Sniffling, Sneezing… Blah Blah Blah – During the first year I was travelling, the longest I had been on a plane was four hours. So you can imagine my trepidation about an upcoming trip from Los Angeles to Australia – a whopping seventeen hours! I had never used medicinal sleep aids, but I asked my doctor for help. He suggested, with a wry smile, that I have a cocktail when I get to the airport. Then when I’m on the plane, have another. And when I’m ready to go to sleep, take a normal dose of NyQuil.

simpsonsSo I did the cocktail portion… obviously easy. An hour into the flight, the cabin lights dim for the in-flight movie – the same crap film that I watched on my way to L.A. the day before! Time for the NyQuil to work its magic, so I down my shot and close my eyes.

When I woke up and saw the movie credits scrolling, I was so pissed that I thought I was going to explode. It took a few minutes to get my bearings, and discover from a fellow passenger that I was seeing the credits for the FOURTH movie – and one of them was “Titanic”! My sore back and stiff neck confirmed that I had been sleeping for almost ten hours, and that sweet, cherry elixir was the reason why!

Although I was still annoyed that I had missed Leo and Kate, I learned a valuable lesson that day – I always have some NyQuil ready for those long flights. You should too… I have P&G stock!

Travelogue – I’ve done a lot of business travel over the years, mostly between 1995 and 2001. I was on the road about forty weeks per year during that period and it was a tough grind. But I look back now at those trips and I’m very grateful to have been afforded the opportunity and trust from the company I worked for… not to mention the loads of frequent flyer miles and hotel points!

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Taken by John Langan – after much PhotoShop…

Thus far (with personal and business travel), I’ve spent at least one night in 46 of our 50 states and visited nine other countries. I did go to a bunch of very small towns, and some gave me some neat experiences… seeing Boot Hill in Dodge City, touring the Louisville Slugger plant and the Jack Daniels distillery in Lynchburg, TN. I’ve been to sporting venues and events all over the country, including two U.S. Opens, a few times at the Masters and a surfing championship at Hawaii’s Bonzai Pipeline.

And I’ve had some completely astounding, moving moments… sitting on the steps of the Sydney Opera House, gazing at Monet’s Water Lilies at Musée de l’Orangerie in Paris, and solemnly standing above the USS Arizona at Pearl Harbor… a place I wanted to see since I was a boy.

At each of these places, I have asked myself… “How did I get here?” I don’t take for granted that I have been very fortunate… to see so much of our beautiful country, in this wonderful world. But there is more to see, and other stories to tell.