Chicago, my kind of town!

Well, it’s not the first time I’ve been to Chicago and the city certainly lived up to my memory of it.

The hotel was elegant (although the room was a tad pokey compared to the others I’ve stayed in over the past few days) and the deep pan pizza I had at Gino’s was fantastic (although I couldn’t eat a whole medium one – I only managed two slices!), just watch out for the buffalo wings – they are hot!

I have also discovered that business travel can be good for you! In the weeks preceding this long batch of travel and meetings I was suffering from high blood pressure (I even had spots before my eyes – not a good sign). Now, with the exception of being extremely tired and looking forward to the long flight home, my blood pressure s done and my vision clear. I suppose focusing on one thing at a time is a factor, but I’m not a doctor …

Anyway, really looking forward to actually getting home. Just one more day now – hooray!

Toronto, shiny happy people?

On the face of it, Toronto is a clean, vibrant city with lots of nice shiny buildings, a scenic waterfront and bags of culture.

However, this seems to come with a price.

You can’t seem to walk 100 metres without being approached by a homeless person wanting money. The problem is worse at night. On the steps of the hotel I’m staying in, not more than five minutes ago there was a drunk homeless person just outside the doors hassling the other people and I was approached by another wanting money.

I have no idea what the city’s policies are to tackle this problem, but I have a fleeing that whatever plans they have in place, it doesn’t look like it’s enough.

Anyway, on to the next city … how I love business travel …

Sitting in a hotel room, staring at my laptop

Yep, here I am in a very sunny Toronto and I’m cooped up in my room tippety-tapping on the keyboard (albeit a nice shiny keyboard now that I’ve cleaned it).

The main problem with business travel is not the meetings and the endless taxi rides to and from airports and hotels. For me, it’s the bits in between. The hours that seem to stretch on and on when you’ve done all your prep work for the next day and the post-meeting notes and all you have to look forward to is the mind-numbing banality of the hotel television channels and the overwhelming feeling of loneliness.

So, munching on the free turn-down service chocolates and the coffee from the in-room machine, I sit here effectively talking to myself in an attempt to keep sane until the next fleeting human contact.

Anyone know any good restaurants?