My dear husband works hard. Really. He has traveled for work for all but about five years of our marriage. I think there are some major perks to traveling, but Jon doesn't see them. Let me explain. For example, hotel stays. You can throw your stuff wherever you want in the room and like magic, some fairy comes in the next morning and picks it up, folds it, and leaves it neatly on the bed or chair. While this fairy is there, she makes the bed, brings clean towels, cleans the bathroom and vacuums the floor. Another perk to hotel stays is room service. What's not to love about someone bringing you the meal of your choice for you to eat while watching TV? We aren't talking Stouffer's Mac and Cheese on a TV tray here. This is real food, served on a white cloth clad table complete with rose. Bummer.
So here's another perk - you get to visit cool places. Jon has been to some neato places without me. He does occasionally take me along (which is another perk of his traveling), but this time I wasn't invited. Here's what he did.
Yep, that's the Sistine Chapel. We went as a family several years ago, but this was pretty cool - private tour. And they had dinner somewhere in the Vatican as well. Poor thing.
And the hotel was really a dump.
He did go some other beautiful places while in Rome, but he didn't have a camera with him. Anyway, we're glad you're home. Next time, take me!
1 comment:
No kidding...just think - he was probably doing that on that one day last week when you were running around like a chicken with your head cut off but being super productive. :O)
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