Almost one year ago today, I wrote an article while I was abroad, gallivanting across the globe, an international man of mystery, solving the world’s problems from the shadows with no expectation of thanks or recognition. OK, well, maybe I was just on a business trip to Scotland to handle the typical quarterly business that is required for my current position’s responsibilities.
The trips themselves were fairly similar from most points of view — wake up, head to the office, work, lunch, work, head out for a few pints and some fish n chips or haggis with neeps and tatties, and head back to hotel to prepare to do it all over again the next day.