When you land at the wrong airport with a half-dozen fire engines waiting for your plane… well, it seems a bit crass to complain about having to wait 90 minutes for your luggage.
Now that the drama is out of the way, there was a lovely dinner with lovely cocktails, followed by more cocktails without any food whatsoever.
Something tells me I’ll miss the Oh Dark Thirty conference Wednesday morning.
NOTE: I was so happy to land safely, I left my camera in the hotel room. Pictures I didn’t take to follow.
ANOTHER NOTE: I’ll take pictures tomorrow. Really.