Travelling Man
If you regularly travel for business then depending on your expenses budget you are probably forever concerned with which hotel you will be spending the night in. Very quickly you could get a job writing hotel reviews because your expertise on all things hospitality related will be second to none. Or does the whole affair go by in a blur and you struggle to distinguish Stockholm from Southend…
I always think travelling for your job sounds incredibly glamorous but my husband – who hops back and forth to Europe like I hop back and forth to the supermarket – tells a different tale. Bedroom furniture blends into one big wall of wood laminate apparently and despite his understanding of my obsession with interior design he usually fails to retain the details of any interesting features – probably because there are none. I really wish he would check into some boutique destination hotels rather than the typical faceless chain – mind you that might prompt further jealousy on my part, I might even be left thinking he is having an affair! Heaven forbid.
Mattresses do register on his radar however, so he is clearly conscious most nights when his head hits the pillow. This obsession is to the point where he has developed his own points scoring system so that he can remember where he slept well for the next return visit. This is borne out of the desire to protect his bad back from aggravation and the fact that he is 6 ft 5’’ tall so I can see why it is important. I suppose different things matter to different travellers – some want to strip the bathroom of freebies, whilst others have a thing about the towels. I wonder what I would do if I was let lose in this manner… probably hit the mini bar so the safest place for me is definitely at home!