Sunday, July 25, 2004
YOU MEAN IT HASN'T STARTED YET?
And I'm already THIS tired? Hoo-eey, I'm in big trouble...
Of course, I DID wake up at 3am, drive three hours, take two DC Metro trains and two Continental planes to get from the Delaware Shore to Boston today - a trip that would have taken me a leisurely five hours total via Amtrak. Ah, what I won't do to use those free flight benefits as an airline employee.
The happenin' place at the Texas Delegation hotel this afternoon was the lobby - not because we all WANTED to be there, you see, but because there were no rooms at the inn. Literally. Just as fast as a room was cleaned, it was turned over to the next Delegate. Apparently there were some canceled flights out of Logan on Saturday, which backed up the check-outs. The hotel staff was very accommodating and worked as quickly as they could under what was obviously a stressful situation. Thankfully, a room was readied for my roommate Sheila and I just about the time she arrived. We proceeded to settle in and change before heading out to the official kick-off reception for the Texas Delegation, a "Taste of East Boston" held at the Hyatt Harborside Hotel around the corner.
Dinner was fairly tasty, but didn't include any seafood - to my great disappointment. I was hoping that "East Boston" would land me somewhere in the North Atlantic, but no, it landed me in Italy and Mexico instead. Oh well, it was accompanied by "chah-d'-nay" and an incredible view of the Boston skyline across the water, so all was not lost. Sheila and I ate with Alma Allen, our State Rep nominee (and presumptive-elect) from SW Houston and her daughter Patricia, then we wandered around catching up with everyone from around the state. I met my fellow Blogger and Texas' youngest Delegate Karl-Thomas Musselman for the first time, after many emails. We'll attend the Blogger Bash together on Wednesday night. I've always wanted to go out with a younger man, I just never thought it would be one half my age... ;-)
From the Delegation Dinner some of us headed back to the hotel while others went to see the Boston Pops. Or rather, the opening act for the Boston Pops, which was... um... the Ojays? Lots of dancin' and hooplah, but by the time the Pops was tuning up the Texans were ready to head back to the hotel to join the Cong. Sheila Jackson Lee party already in progress. Sheila is always a motivating speaker, but I've found her to be consistently at her best when she's among friends - good Democrats with lots of enthusiasm, full of heart and soul. She had us all on our feet more than once, and long after the music had cranked up she was still shaking hands and posing for photos.
It's now well after midnight and I have been up for 21 hours straight. And I have to be at the Delegation Breakfast WHEN??? If you see me wandering around Boston wearing one of those silly beer bong helmets with a Starbucks hookup you'll know why...
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Of course, I DID wake up at 3am, drive three hours, take two DC Metro trains and two Continental planes to get from the Delaware Shore to Boston today - a trip that would have taken me a leisurely five hours total via Amtrak. Ah, what I won't do to use those free flight benefits as an airline employee.
The happenin' place at the Texas Delegation hotel this afternoon was the lobby - not because we all WANTED to be there, you see, but because there were no rooms at the inn. Literally. Just as fast as a room was cleaned, it was turned over to the next Delegate. Apparently there were some canceled flights out of Logan on Saturday, which backed up the check-outs. The hotel staff was very accommodating and worked as quickly as they could under what was obviously a stressful situation. Thankfully, a room was readied for my roommate Sheila and I just about the time she arrived. We proceeded to settle in and change before heading out to the official kick-off reception for the Texas Delegation, a "Taste of East Boston" held at the Hyatt Harborside Hotel around the corner.
Dinner was fairly tasty, but didn't include any seafood - to my great disappointment. I was hoping that "East Boston" would land me somewhere in the North Atlantic, but no, it landed me in Italy and Mexico instead. Oh well, it was accompanied by "chah-d'-nay" and an incredible view of the Boston skyline across the water, so all was not lost. Sheila and I ate with Alma Allen, our State Rep nominee (and presumptive-elect) from SW Houston and her daughter Patricia, then we wandered around catching up with everyone from around the state. I met my fellow Blogger and Texas' youngest Delegate Karl-Thomas Musselman for the first time, after many emails. We'll attend the Blogger Bash together on Wednesday night. I've always wanted to go out with a younger man, I just never thought it would be one half my age... ;-)
From the Delegation Dinner some of us headed back to the hotel while others went to see the Boston Pops. Or rather, the opening act for the Boston Pops, which was... um... the Ojays? Lots of dancin' and hooplah, but by the time the Pops was tuning up the Texans were ready to head back to the hotel to join the Cong. Sheila Jackson Lee party already in progress. Sheila is always a motivating speaker, but I've found her to be consistently at her best when she's among friends - good Democrats with lots of enthusiasm, full of heart and soul. She had us all on our feet more than once, and long after the music had cranked up she was still shaking hands and posing for photos.
It's now well after midnight and I have been up for 21 hours straight. And I have to be at the Delegation Breakfast WHEN??? If you see me wandering around Boston wearing one of those silly beer bong helmets with a Starbucks hookup you'll know why...
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