A couple of days ago I and three others got in a truck and drove. 19 hours from Richmond, VA to Lake Ozark, MO. A long freakin' time. 1000 miles. I listened to all but the last 90 minutes of the book Angels & Demons. I'm looking forward to the last little bit. The real point is that once we got to Lake Ozark we walked in to the hotel my boss man told me our event was being held in just to find out it was the wrong hotel. Thankfully the lady at the front desk could help us out. After 19 hours you just don't want to hear that news and I'm glad that she knew what was up.
Once we finally got to the right hotel we tried checking into our 2 rooms just to find out they had only booked one. It only had one bed. Sweet. Four guys, one bed. It sucked. They made it all better the next day, thankfully. Now it's all good and I don't have to spoon with the lighting guy.