I left home at 7:30am on Monday. I was driven to Heathrow where my flight was delayed for two and a half hours.
I flew to Dallas where I had forty five minutes to make my connection. Arriving into Arkansas, I was driven to my hotel. 8pm local time (2am GMT). Travel time door to door: 18.5 hours.
Checked in to a youth hostel masquerading as a hotel. No room service, no toiletries but a pool table in the lobby. Survived the night on gluten-free oat cakes.
Luckily I travel with my own cereal and so for breakfast I enjoyed buckwheat granola with water in a paper cup. There was a coffee maker but only one chamomile tea bag so I enjoyed a nice cup of hot water with breakfast. Mmm.
I spent the day at work before returning to the youth hostel for another delicious meal of oat cakes, a little light entertainment watching the weather channel predicting massive storms, traffic chaos and airport closures. I had a very early night.
Wednesday morning I got up, showered, packed (just in case i was able to leave) ate breakfast from my paper cup and set off to the first meeting.
The meeting had been rescheduled and as there was only one flight left, I was dropped at the airport to fly to Chicago and on to London.
Arrived into Chicago, to find I was on the only flight without a gate. Hmmm. On a positive note I found a very good Mexican quinoa salad, a welcome relief from oatcakes and buckwheat.
Got a shuttle bus across the airport, flew back to London and was driven home.
I didn’t actually see Bentonville and didn’t make it to any of the meetings
I should add that I don’t get to travel business class so the past three days have been wedged into economy.
Business travel. Not as glamorous as it sounds!