Sweet and Sour: The business trip edition

I racked up quite a few SWEETs and SOURs over the past two days. I have to say that the SWEETs outweighed the SOURS ... but a couple of the SOURs did stem from the SWEETs.

SWEET: When I pulled up in front of the conference center, my car was literally swarmed by hotel employees who wanted to assist me. This always throws me off and is quite honestly kind of intimidating. I am totally used to lugging my own shit. But no! One person got my bags, one person took my boxes to the other building for the meeting, one person took my car (valet!) and TWO people opened the doors for me!

SWEET: Hotel bath towels that are as big as blankets. Seriously. Not once did I feel like I was using a washcloth to dry myself, as I sometimes do at other hotels. These things were huge and soft and wonderful.

SWEET: The cold floor in the bathroom would be listed as a SOUR, if it weren't for the heat lamp thing that warms up the whole room. I love those things. Frankly, I'd like to have one in my own bathroom.

SWEET: Hotel robes! It's like someone took the enormous bath towel I previously mentioned and made it wearable! (Hmm. This sounds like a possible Project Runway challenge!) Anyway, I totally took a picture of myself wearing mine, and I will hopefully post that later.

SWEET: Turn-down service! Remember how I came back to my room after a long night of getting drunk with important people (see the next few entries for more details), and my bed was turned down just waiting for me?

SWEET: Alcohol. Everywhere. Before dinner. During dinner. After dinner. I could not drink a quarter of my wine at dinner without some nice waitress coming around to top me off. And the after-dinner drinks flowed long after I did. I said, "OK, just one more ..." waaaaaay too much. Which leads me to ...

SOUR: Hangovers! Hangovers during long business presentations are far worse than hangovers spent in your bed on your cell phone discussing the previous night's ridiculousness, I'll tell you what.

SOUR: It's hard to understand Europeans when you're drunk. And I feel like squinting and staring at their mouths just looks weird. Especially when they're cute. And drinking whisky. And talking to you very close. Ooops. Totally turned that SOUR into a SWEET!

Overall, it was a SWEET experience. Very tiring, but good for the most part. Being back at work in the office? SOUR.