I am extremely happy to be home. I had a business trip to Memphis, Tennessee last week for work. The travel itself wasn't bad at all, but I had more than my share of problems with the hotel. We stayed at an old, stately property, a place I've always wanted to visit. I was really looking forward to an elegant stay. Too bad the place hasn't been maintained.
The first night, I had to call the front desk to request air conditioner repair. The second night, I had to call again. I lucked out that night when the chief engineer came to my room to fix the issue. He reset the a/c, gave me all sorts of information on how it's just a bad system that relies on water pressure, and told me another company was likely to purchase the property soon. While his a/c fix was temporary, he did put new batteries in my TV remote, so I was able to enjoy the MasterChef finale in my hot room. The third night, I called and met my third engineer.
Each time, the responding engineer reset the air conditioner and provided me with a myriad of excuses. While everyone was polite, not once did they offer to move me. I was disappointed and disillusioned. I was about to demand a new room when the third engineer apologized all over himself, gave me some history about both the history and the hotel, and told me how much he appreciated my kindness and patience.
I didn't get to see much of the city. My knee is still recovering from whatever happened to it. (The doctor still won't order an MRI to figure it out.) I ate some great food and did get to visit the Bass Pro Pyramid. (That's me waving at you.) That was very cool. Unfortunately, I didn't feel up to going up in the elevator to the peak. My knee was done for the day and screaming for pain reliever and ice.
My friends went to Beale Street and saw some wonderful things. I saw their pictures when they got back. They told me all about the places they went and what they saw. Though I didn't go, I feel like I was with them.
The training itself was very good. I learned some things that I have already implemented in my job. My coworkers are my friends, and this trip strengthened that bond. To me, that makes all of the little inconveniences worth it.
Sometimes it's not about the destination. The journey is the most important part.
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