HEADLINE: LIFE ON ROAD NO PIECE OF CAKE BYLINE: BRIAN ANDERSON, Special for The Republic DATELINE: Los Angeles BODY: Well, here we are on our first road trip of the season. Sometimes, travel in the big leagues is not all it's cracked up to be. You play a night game, get on the bus about an hour after the game and the plane doesn't take off until around midnight or after. If it's a three-hour flight somewhere, you don't get to your hotel until about 3 or 4 in the morning. And if you have a day game the next day, it can be tough. A good example was the Colorado Rockies. They left the ballpark in Phoenix last week and had to sit in the plane for a couple of hours because the pilot didn't show up right away. They didn't get to their hotel in Houston until about 6 or 7 in the morning, then went out and lost something like, 15-2. Some guys are not real big on flying. If you're a player, you like to be in control of your own situation as much as possible. So to trust a guy flying this big piece of metal . . . Of course, the way we started out the season, maybe the guy might want to set it down somewhere and put us out of our misery - just kidding. I was in Triple-A last year with Buffalo, and we were flying to Omaha. I was near the back of the plane, and we were coming in for a landing. I looked out the window, and all I saw was grass. No runway, just grass. I think he got it down just on the edge of the runway and bounced a few times. My head flew back and hit something. Things kind of went white there for a second, and I saw spots. They couldn't pry me out of my seat for about a half-hour. I guess when you really think about it, flying is safe. If a 22-year-old kid can fly around in bad weather and survive in World War II, I guess an older guy should have no problem with a big jet. When you finally get to your hotel room, you sometimes have to wait for your luggage. That can take up to another hour. They put it all on one big cart. You call downstairs and they say, "Be right up," but there are 35 guys calling down at about the same time and getting a "Be right up." Sometimes it's better if you get your own bag. You almost never rent a car. You usually take a cab everywhere you go. That can be quite an adventure. It's not true in every case, but a lot of cabbies don't speak English. It makes it hard to communicate. And there are some guys who just look plain creepy. You kind of wonder if they have a refrigerator full of body parts somewhere. And there are a few who have probably never seen or heard of deodorant. When you get in their cab on an empty stomach, whoa! Some of them like to take the long way to the ballpark or a restaurant. You can go one day and have it be one price, and have it be a different price the next day. When I was with the Angels, I rode with Bo Jackson a couple of times. He told the cabbie exactly how to get there. We get about $67 per diem for food. That may seem like a lot, but a lot of guys use that money to pay the clubbie in the visiting clubhouse. Those guys work hard, so you usually tip them. So you have to keep your eye out for a good ATM and remember your PIN number. A lot of people think players can go out and socialize after games, come back late and play the next day. That doesn't happen very often. There's no way you could keep that up and perform at the level you're supposed to. Most of the guys will go grab something to eat, but that's usually about it. A lot of times, I get up early, go grab a cup of coffee and a newspaper. If you're lucky, there will be another sporting event you can go to at night if you have a day game. Or there might be a concert. When I was with the Angels, Mark Langston got tickets to a Rush concert. When I was in Buffalo last year, we had a Sunday day game in Indianapolis and we drove to Louisville, Ky., to see Alice in Chains and the KISS reunion tour. Most road trips, we wear dress shirts, ties and jackets, even though we travel late at night. It's as if we're going to the Academy Awards or something. I really don't mind. That's what Buck wants, and it's part of being a professional. I guess I'll see you at the next stop, wherever that may be.