I'm in Troy NY at the AERO Conference. Actually, I'm not at the conference right now. I'm in a cafe because I couldn't find any wifi on the campus.
After just a couple of hours of sleep Chris and I headed south at 5:30 am. We stopped in Rutland for breakfast at the Midway Diner. We walked in like the giddy, sleep-deprived rockstars we are and got some funny looks... he he. When we left the guy at the register, who reminded me of Uncle Fester handed me my credit card receipt and a pen to sign it. The pen didn't work. First he told be that it was because the paper was heat sensitive...what that has to do with anything, I'm not sure. Then he told me that I had to lick the pen. I knew that wouldn't work but I did it anyway and we started cracking up. The pen still didn't work. Then Uncle Fester told me that I didn't need to sign it anyway, it wasn't going anywhere. I think he was just too lazy to find me a pen that worked.
I dropped Chris off in Bennington so he could head east on his bike to Brattfest then back to Maine and I headed west to Troy. I got lost coming into the city and was so tired I didn't think I'd find my way. Thank God I have a good sense of direction and Jason for lending me his atlas. I went to 4 workshops and was feeling completely beat. I'm in absorption mode today, I don't have much energy to contribute or even talk much but that's OK too.
Anyway, there's no one else in the cafe at the moment, the barista put on some contemporary Latin music for me because I told him that I liked it, though I don't know much about it... I just know good music when I hear it. I'm enjoying being alone in an unfamiliar city. Whenever I visit someplace new to me I like to experience the local... what people there would do, not what a visitor would do... so I got myself off the campus where the conference is and into downtown to see what this place is really like. I'm not sure what I think of Troy yet.













