The Calm Before The Storm

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It's 6:30 in the morning. I awoke about an hour before our 7 a.m. wakeup call, my body automatically waking after it's customary six hours of sleep.

The drive out here was long, taking about twelve and a half hours (damned construction), but we made it in one piece, which is all that counts.

It is literally, aside from going down one flight of stairs, four steps from our room to the skybridge to the convention center. Our room almost seems selected specifically for late-morning laziness avoiding having to get up early to get out, which is good because I know that after today, sleep is going to be a commodity item.

Time to hit the showers... the first day awaits.