High Flyer
High Flyer
I travel all over the world on business and my neighbor thinks my life is one long holiday. You know what business travel is like: up at dawn to catch a plane, breakfast in London, lunch in New York, or luggage in Bermuda. When you are in the sky, you see only snow in the Arctic or Greenland. You have glimpses of the Andes or the Pacific. You are always exhausted. Your wife or husband complains you are never there to take the children to school or put them to bed. When you get home, your neighbor says, "Another nice holiday, eh?" Give me Home Sweet Home any day!
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