Well, as God ordained, we encountered some minor challenges in our travels to C3 yesterday.
On the ride from Gaithersburg to the Baltimore airport, cell phones started ringing all over the car. American Airlines was calling each of us to let us know that our flight had been cancelled. However, there was another flight leaving only an hour later. We had been rebooked on the later flight.
The unfortunate result of the later flight is that we did not get into Dallas early enough to make it Outback Steakhouse. Awwww (sad violin sounds here).... Some guys were looking forward to some juicy steaks. But Chili's had to suffice.
By the time we left Chili's to check into our hotel, it was 11:30p Dallas time, 12:30a body time. Anyone else notice that it gets harder to be joyful when the time gets later? Well, the hotel had given away our rooms, even though we had contacted them twice that day to let them know we would be arriving late. Thankfully, we were too exhausted to be really angry.
After driving around strange parts of suburban Dallas for what seemed like 45 more minutes, we finally plopped down in our new hotel rooms. Thankfully, the day was tiring enough that I didn't even notice that my mattress was only about 4 inches think.
These are the trying suburban-American-spoiled-rotten-I-always-get-what-I-want things we went through yesterday. It was actually a great day, and I will post soon about some of our discussions.