My job allows me to travel around the country. And really, I am grateful for it. I’ve been to interesting places (mostly for conferences and meetings so zero sightseeing opportunities, but like I said, I’m not complaining!).
Today I got up at silly o’clock to get ready to go to Manchester to meet with clients. I got home after 9PM tonight. The option to stay overnight was there. I didn’t take it. I probably should’ve considering how exhausted I am right now. I’m due to travel again at the end of the month. And I’ve decided that I’m going to stay overnight. I don’t want to feel as horrible as I feel now.
I feel a little sad though that I can’t really enjoy my days out. I wasn’t even able to take any sort of pictures! All I saw of Manchester was the train station, the inside of two taxi cabs (which were like the black London cabs, funnily enough!), and the meeting room where we had our meeting!
Right. Whine over. Too bad I’m lactose-intolerant and can’t have any cheese with all that whining!
Manchester Piccadilly Station – en.wikipedia.org