Oh yeah. Big time. I was on one of my annual family womens trip to Chicago a few years ago. To discover my period started. I was just one big mess. Bm's coming, one after another. My in-laws wanted to sit in a hotel bar sipping after dinner drinks, but I had to keep using the bathroom. I found a lovely bathroom, off the beaten path at our hotel, near a reception hall type room that wasn't being used. So this bathroom was deserted, had several stalls. Since I was all alone, I began crying. Later cried some more but two of my SIL's saw me. They didn't quite understand why I was emotional. I wanted to have a normal body on an out of town trip! And I wanted to be HOME. I had also had a larger than normal meal that evening too. Big mistake - too much food.
It passed but what a trip that one was.
On subsequent trips, I eat very, very light. So light my 4 SIL's notice but my gut doesn't do the - one/two shuffle or revolt - and I spend less time in the bathroom. I just eat better after that trip each year. It is a shame we have to watch diet on trips. Years ago I used to pig out on trips. No more!
So I do feel for you but now you are HOME - home, isn't that just the most wonderful word?