I have been at LAX on seven of the past eight days, including dropping off some friends there today at 6:10 am.

During the seven days ending yesterday, I had taken eight flights, all point-to-point (i.e., none of the flights were just connecting to another flight). I had a crazy number of meetings and such (Monday - Friday last week) and my head is still spinning a bit. Then, we spent the weekend in the San Francisco Bay Area for some family stuff...we got to see Holly's family and I got to have breakfast with my brother Jed, both of which were great. Here are the flights I took--

Starting on Monday, June 16:

Monday:
LAX - Mazatlan

Tuesday:
Mazatlan - Culiacan
Culiacan - Mazatlan
Mazatlan - LAX

Wednesday:
(Work in office in Los Angeles)

Thursday:
LAX - Guadalajara. (Then drove from GDL to Aguascalientes.)

Friday:
(Drove back from Aguascalientes to GDL.)
GDL - LAX

Saturday:
LAX - San Jose

Sunday:
San Jose - LAX

Monday (today):
LAX "Shuttle run" and then to work, where I have been nose to grindstone since about 6:45 this morning.

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As I write this entry, I can tell that the grindstone misses my nose terribly, so I am getting back to it.

Of course, it's good to have a job. But if anyone ever tells you that international business travel is glamorous, send them to me for some re-education.

I hope everyone reading this is doing well and having a nice start to their summer!