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| Room Service Tray |
As a celiac, I diligently pack food for a trip TO
someplace so I don’t end up really hungry on the flight or totally without food
options if I get stuck somewhere. The
problem is always the return trip…usually I don’t have anything for the return
so I scrounge a salad at the terminal or buy the overpriced cheese and cracker
box on the plane and just eat the cheese.
Travel is fraught with challenges aside from dietary
issues, specifically air travel. Take my
return trip home yesterday. First off,
it was the weekend we “spring ahead.”
Typically my phone does that for me, but as I was watching Saturday Night
Live…my phone did not spring ahead. On Saturday, New York was two hours ahead of
Arizona and on Sunday it was three hours ahead?
Did you know that parts of Arizona do not “spring ahead?” I did not!
Luckily, I relied on a wake up call and just muddled around until I asked
the front desk what time it was and why.
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| Portable Lunch |
My trip home was challenging in other regards too. I had the aisle seat…yeah!!! But the gentleman in the middle seat was so
large that I could not put the arm rest down between us. The guy across the aisle was chatty, loud
and his politics were to the right of Rush Limbaugh. The guy next to him had multiple facial
piercings that kind of made my stomach buckle with queasiness because most of
them looked really painful. Four rows
ahead, a little girl who I saw in the terminal chowing down a monster breakfast
burrito and 20 ounce lemonade regurgitated it all over the place due to our
incredible turbulence.
Fun and games for five hours in flight!
But, here is the great news. It was my return flight and I was not
hungry. Early that morning I had
selected a gluten-free English muffin from the room service menu at the Hyatt
Regency in Phoenix. I had a GoPicnic
Lunch from my time at Expo West and I even had a snack, my favorite Walnut Cappuccino True Bar!
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| Snack time |
Typically when I land, I am just racing for home and the gluten-free snack cupboard. This time, I strolled in
and chatted with everyone, found out about the weekend’s basketball games and
opened up a bottle of wine. Dinner was
an hour later and for the first time ever, waiting for dinner after a return flight
wasn’t a big deal at all!
Kendall Egan
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