I'm here in Atlanta, site of the RWA National conference. To get here, first I needed to leave LA so let's backtrack briefly...
Where are all the cabs in LA? It's a big place, yes? There should be heaps, yes? Yet I waited fifteen minutes at the airport on arrival without one cruising by. I noticed I was the only person waiting for a cab, which I found slightly odd. Does everyone arriving in LA have a pickup or a rental car? Odd.
Leaving, again, not a cab to be found for over 15 minutes. I need not have worried since the cabbie that did arrive made up the slack by driving like a freaking maniac all the way to the airport. So, when I say I amde it to Atlanta safely, just know that I am truly grateful to the Lord and St Jude and whoever else made that possible.
The cab ride was fast, the check-in not so much. Short queue, not a crowd, and yet it took over an hour to crrp through check-in and security. Which was okay, except that ate up all the time allocated for brunch and the airline only served snacks (and by snacks, I really do mean snacks) despite it being a 4.5 hr flight. Anyhoo, by the time I arrived at my Atlanta hotel at 10.30pm (I left my LA hotel at 11am) I was regretting my no-breakfast, brunch-at-airport decision.
In brief:
* hotel had no standard rooms left so had to upgrade me to club level. Nice.
* there was a girl on my flight with a dog in her handbag. I didn't know you could take your dog flying with you. Interesting.
* my dh told me that Atlanta airport was the world's busiest. He didn't tell me it was the longest.
* when faced with the choice: train or walk to terminal, I should not have thought:
a walk would be nice after so much sitting around.* bleeding blisters are not the best way to start conference.
posted by Bronwyn Jameson @ 4:02 AM
