Well, it wasn’t the trip from hell – close – but my trip to Edmonton through Regina takes the cake for now in terms of trips from hell.
I got in really late last night. Luckily, the person I’m traveling with brought her partner with her, they don’t like to be apart for too long, so she’s not as super hyper about getting the day started as my boss would be. So, I’m just lounging right now waiting for them to finish their breakfast. Its odd not to get going right in the morning. It’s like lunch hour in Toronto but it’s not yet 10am here in Vegas.
The hotel I’m staying at is just off the strip. We’re right next to the convention center where the event is taking place, so that’s good. But, I am damn tired. We didn’t check into the hotel till after midnight and I didn’t get into bed till almost 2am. I decided to have room service – cause I had not eaten proper all day long.
My bed is rather odd – it doesn’t go right up against the wall, so I feel like if I’m not careful my head is going to fall right over the edge of the bed or something. I tried to push the bed back…yeah, that was stupid since the bed is a gazillion pounds and I nudge it not even a millimeter. Defeated, I just left the fluffy pillows that serve as blocking this gap. I’m not a fan of huge ass pillows on my bed (and look how many!), but what can you do? I rather not be worried that my head’s gonna fall off the edge of the bed all night, so pillows be damn, they can stay.
I’m writing silliness right now cause I’m bored and I’m waiting for my day to start. I don’t know how this co-worker thinks we’re going to get everything done today, but whatever, I’m just here to help and enjoy Vegas…I guess.