days_unfolding

 

My friend Don did get back to me, so I'm going downtown this afternoon.

 

Had a leisurely lunch at Denny's and then headed downtown. I'm at the public library now, charging my phone.

 

My friend has had problems sleeping, so it looks like we won't meet for dinner. I told him that I'm going to head for the airport at 6 if I don't hear from him.

 

I didn't hear from him, so I headed for the airport. I spent slightly over an hour outside of the secure area reading. Then I started to get hungry, so I went through security. Note to self: travel with fewer electronic devices.

 

Most of the restaurants had limited food because it was 8:30 and they closed at 9. I finally scored a chicken-salad sandwich on raisin bread, which was good. I'm also in a good spot to watch the planes taxi and take off. I'm in no hurry to get to the gate because it's still two hours to flight time.

 

My friend called me around 9 PM. He had just woken up. We chatted a little. Now I'm at the gate.

 

On the plane. Surprisingly full flight for a red-eye. I did get some sleep, although there was turbulence and the person next to me kept on knocking into me.

 

At Atlanta airport, waiting for the Chicago flight.

 

 

 

The thing with (largely) coding conferences is that you get a 10,000 foot view of people's projects. Good for inspiration for starting your own projects, but not much info about actually implementing them.

 

Lunch was make-your-own-taco. Couldn't have been more messy, but it was free. Well, included in the conference fee != free, but it wasn't coming out of MY pocket.

 

Now I'm back at the Airbnb. I'm certainly getting my exercise; it's a slightly over a mile walk one way. And I'm going to walk to dinner later. It's nap time now.

 

I thought that I couldn't fall asleep due to all the coffee that I drank today, but the next thing that I knew, I had overslept the alarm.

 

Now I just ate fattening pancakes at Denny's. The location of the Airbnb couldn't be better with Denny's and 7 Eleven within walking distance.

 

Time to crash....