Mark Peacock of Travel Commons recently saw “Up in the Air” (which I have yet to see), and wrote a very interesting review. More interesting than the recap of the movie itself, which I’ve read dozens of, is how he relates it to real life frequent flyers:
“Most young frequent travelers enjoy this freedom for 3-5 years — flying to, say, Amsterdam for the weekend instead of their empty apartment — but eventually settle into relationships and a more settled way of life. I do know a number of guys, though, (and they are all men) who never make that transition. They continue to live their lives in the air, using business dinners and client meetings as substitutes for more meaningful relationships. Their biggest fear is Bingham’s — that one day the music will stop, the travel will end, and that they’ll be in stuck in an empty apartment with no way out.”
“The melancholy air that pervades the movie is real. It’s the same sense of melancholy that rules airports late on a Friday night when the real-world Binghams walking off their planes, looking forward to nothing more than their Monday morning flights out.”
While I have plenty of experience in the flying department, most would argue I don’t have all that much experience in the meaningful relationship department, so I’ll refrain from too much commentary.
But I have to wonder, is this really true? Now Ryan Bingham might be an extreme case, but isn’t it possible to travel 300,000+ miles/year and be gone 150+ nights/year and still be in a meaningful relationship? I’m thinking it’s possible either if you can travel with your spouse for the most part or if for no other reason than too much of a good thing (being with someone 24/7) being a bad thing. My dogs don’t seem to appreciate me very much when I’m just sitting around at home, while they get more and more excited to see me the longer I’m away from home. Are relationships any different? 😉