Our team writes a lot about how soul-crushing biz travel can be.
But we’ve traveled enough to be able to throw in some great experiences we never would have had were it not for the fact that we were traveling alone. Here are a few of mine…
I was entertaining customers all day. I had flown to Las Vegas that morning and it was 11 pm Vegas time, so 2 am my normal time. My tipsy and happy customers walked in one direction to get home, and happily, I walked another. I took a shortcut through a mall off the strip – it was open but all the shops were closed; save one. A haberdashery – with a tattooed hipster behind the counter. I knew immediately I was walking out of there with a hat.
He helped me find one I would never have bought were I with friends or colleagues or totally sober or at my local mall. And it’s the best hat ever.
Or the time I got lost on my way to a meeting in Cassis, France. It felt like the hottest day on record and I took a seat at a cafe and ordered something with ice. As I stood up, my sweaty skirt completely stuck to my butt and legs and it was army green so it totally showed the outline of said butt and legs. At the same time, a gentleman in sweaty khakis also stood up to leave and found himself in the same sticky sweaty situation. We shared a laugh and a stroll back to town. And later, a late-night stroll on the beach.
When I rented my first car in Germany, I had a memorable moment with the female rental agent. In a sea of men in suits I was the only woman. And she told me, under her breath, she was giving me the last Mercedes and everyone else in line would just have to drive Opals. I was thrilled – to open up on the Autobahn in a giant black Merc, by myself, made me feel like I had wings. Vielen Dank, rental car heroine.
Small victories I know. But for all the hassle of solo business travel, every once in awhile, it throws you a bone. I hope you had some wins this year too.
Journey on, Janes. 👒