With one day of meetings in Westlake Village, I figured that I could fly into Burbank, pop over for my meetings, and fly home that night. Well, on paper it looked pretty easy. . .
My first flight departed Denver at 5:00a. This means a 3:15a wake up call. Because there are very limited nonstop flights to Burbank, I had to fly through Las Vegas. Arriving into Bob Hope Burbank Airport, I remember why I love this airport so much. Very small, easy to maneuver, super easy to pick up an Uber, and just a very manageable airport. After a rather long day of meetings, I had a 6:00p flight home – but not direct. I had to fly through Phoenix. So, my day started at 3:15a and ended at around 1:15a. Great meetings, just very, very tired.