I walked to my hotel room with my eyes closed...exhausted.
Today is another day.
The food is good, if not overpriced ($16 for coffee and a bagel), and the educators are starting to arrive. Everyone looks like they survived war when they get here (coming west does this, I guess, especially in the Walmart-inspired airline industry where nothing but tacky chaos ensues. Of course, the Pacific Ocean winds, too, create a bit of havoc when landing).
For $200, I can get access to Disney Land...I will not likely do that, even if I could say, "Hey, I went to Disneyland." Running around the area, you can still hear kids screaming from the roller coasters. It's such a beautiful sound.
I'm looking forward to seeing ol' students who moved out West, too. I'm arranging Brown School reunions whenever I get a chance: breakfasts, lunches, dinners, even walks.
Okay. Presentations begin today and I'm super excited to celebrate Dr. Detra Price this evening.
Now, I need coffee. I'm miserable without coffee. I am willing to pay too much money for coffee because I don't have a choice. Off to the great unknown in pursuit of mocha. The gatherings are an all-day affair and we need caffeine!
Ah. conferences.