Why do I do this to myself? Why do I insist on continuing to tally up the number of miles I fly and how many nights I actually sleep in this crazy expensive apartment that I pay to keep each month? Because apparently I like to drive myself nuts. What's that old business saying? You can only improve what you measure? In my case, an "improvement" would actually be fewer trips.
December travels:
-- New York (9 days -- about half with Special K, yeah!)
-- San Diego (3 days)
-- Victoria, BC (3 days -- wonderful visit with G&G)
-- Santa Clara (2 days)
-- New York (36 hours)
-- Winter Park, Florida (3 days -- Dr. Pete and Robin's beautiful wedding)
-- Calgary (5 days -- blissful holidays with Mom & Dad, friends and Schnauzer puppies)
-- Orange County (4 days)
I made an average of about two plane trips per week and logged approximately another 15,000 miles in December. I think Santa may hire me next year for his North American run. I've got criss-crossing the continent down pat.
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