I made two trips to NYC in June for clients meetings. I've been trying to schedule a little personal time into my work trips when I can, and for the first trip I was able to meet Ryan and Tarek for dinner at a delightful Indian restaurant in their neighborhood on the evening I arrived. And on my departure day, I took two hours before heading to the airport to tour the 9/11 Museum at the site of the Twin Towers.
I planned to give myself 90 minutes to explore because I knew my heart couldn't take any more. I was right. It was moving and horrible all at once. Being a frequent traveler and wife and mother just really made the horror of that day all too real. The Deloitte offices in Manhattan at the time we in 2 World Financial Center, which is across the street from where World Trade Center 1 and World Trade Center 2 (the Twin Towers) stood. One of the photos that impacted me the most was the lobby of 2 WFC to see the floating debris and scattered papers blown everywhere and know that people whom I work with today were in that building and had to fight their way home that day through the dust clouds and fear.
My second trip was less eventful, once I finally got there. I was flying out Sunday night for a Monday meeting so packed a second work suitcase and took it along on our weekend roadtrip through Illinois. Luckily we made good time in traffic on our way back, so I had time to stop at home for a shower and clean clothes before ubering to the airport. Six hours later I ubered back home when my delayed flight was cancelled. There is actually a benefit to having O'Hare as your home airport, because I slept in my own bed and was on another flight (granted, to a different airport) first thing Monday morning and still made it with plenty of time to spare for my meeting. I was rebooked into White Plains instead of LaGuardia because that's what was available. I love flying into little White Plains airport because it's so easy to navigate and because it's 10 minutes from one of my clients, but it's usually more expensive than LaGuardia. Ironically, this trip wasn't to visit that client! But the distance to the client I was visiting was equidistant between the two airports.
For personal time, I got to enjoy a beautiful summer evening in the city after my meetings and happy hour in Rockefeller Center were done. I started walking back to my hotel to stretch my legs and see the city without realizing it was more than 4 miles and would take me over 2 hours (I hit every single stoplight.). Along the way I enjoyed shopping (literal, I swung through Sephora to get some foundation, and window) and people watching. I got an ice cream cone for dinner from an ice cream truck and ate it while I walked. The only scary part it that it was finally dark once I got to Soho and then in the mostly deserted Financial District. I contemplated taking a cab the last mile but kept walking.
I planned to give myself 90 minutes to explore because I knew my heart couldn't take any more. I was right. It was moving and horrible all at once. Being a frequent traveler and wife and mother just really made the horror of that day all too real. The Deloitte offices in Manhattan at the time we in 2 World Financial Center, which is across the street from where World Trade Center 1 and World Trade Center 2 (the Twin Towers) stood. One of the photos that impacted me the most was the lobby of 2 WFC to see the floating debris and scattered papers blown everywhere and know that people whom I work with today were in that building and had to fight their way home that day through the dust clouds and fear.
My second trip was less eventful, once I finally got there. I was flying out Sunday night for a Monday meeting so packed a second work suitcase and took it along on our weekend roadtrip through Illinois. Luckily we made good time in traffic on our way back, so I had time to stop at home for a shower and clean clothes before ubering to the airport. Six hours later I ubered back home when my delayed flight was cancelled. There is actually a benefit to having O'Hare as your home airport, because I slept in my own bed and was on another flight (granted, to a different airport) first thing Monday morning and still made it with plenty of time to spare for my meeting. I was rebooked into White Plains instead of LaGuardia because that's what was available. I love flying into little White Plains airport because it's so easy to navigate and because it's 10 minutes from one of my clients, but it's usually more expensive than LaGuardia. Ironically, this trip wasn't to visit that client! But the distance to the client I was visiting was equidistant between the two airports.
For personal time, I got to enjoy a beautiful summer evening in the city after my meetings and happy hour in Rockefeller Center were done. I started walking back to my hotel to stretch my legs and see the city without realizing it was more than 4 miles and would take me over 2 hours (I hit every single stoplight.). Along the way I enjoyed shopping (literal, I swung through Sephora to get some foundation, and window) and people watching. I got an ice cream cone for dinner from an ice cream truck and ate it while I walked. The only scary part it that it was finally dark once I got to Soho and then in the mostly deserted Financial District. I contemplated taking a cab the last mile but kept walking.
Arriving back at my hotel after dark. I slept well before my alarm clock rudely woke me up at 3:30 a.m. for a 4 a.m. cab to the airport. I've taken to the early flights home; I can head to the office straight from the airport and get in before most of my commuting colleagues!