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wombat_socho) wrote2024-05-07 04:37 pm
wombat_socho) wrote2024-05-07 04:37 pm
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On the road again
Crawled out of bed at 1100 Sunday, and despite a good strong mug of Guatemalan, I didn't get on the road until 1600. At that, I forgot to drop off the rent check, but Nicole was in a forgiving mood and told me to mail it in. Which I'll do once I get to DC...anyway, the drive down 95 was uneventful. Stopped at Eddie's World in Beatty for gas and a little Ingress, again at Jack in the Box on Losee for dinner, and finally checked into the Cannery around 2000. Bashed out Rule 5 Sunday and went to bed.
Despite waking up at 0830, I barely made it to my 1000 lymphedema appointment on time, because the parking lot was full to bursting. The appointment went well; I left with a new pair of wraps for my legs. Went to the lab and got blood drawn along with a urine sample, then decided against pushing my luck (I woke up with a BG of 86) and ate lunch at the canteen before heading down the 15 to the Stratosphere. Dropped the car at the valet, dragged my bags in, and didn't have to wait long before I got checked in. I wasted the afternoon on X and rereading Ralts' new novel 4th & 10 Line, before eventually going out and getting dinner at CFA, after which I went to the Walmart for a new blender bottle, since the one I'd stuffed into the pack had disappeared somewhere between Tonopah and the Cannery. Came back to the Stratosphere, parked in the ramp on the 7th floor and made sure to talk to Security and the front desk to ensure it would still be there when I got back. After that, I was too tired to blog, so I went to bed.
Monday I got up at 0830 again. My hopes of getting caught up on blogging were dashed by discovering that SWA had changed my flights: I now would be leaving McCarran at 1200 instead of 1400, and arriving at Dulles after midnight. Scrambled to pack my shit, shower, and take drugs before ordering a Dunkin' breakfast from the drive-through on Paradise and summoning an Uber. Got to the terminal in plenty of time, checked the suitcase, ate breakfast, and got through security without any issues. On landing in Denver, I tried in vain to get an earlier flight into Dulles, but no such luck. The departing flight, of course, was at the other end of Denver's Terminal C, so I stopped halfway and knocked out a catchup blog along with this post. On to McDonald's and Gate 24, and thence to Dulles.
Despite waking up at 0830, I barely made it to my 1000 lymphedema appointment on time, because the parking lot was full to bursting. The appointment went well; I left with a new pair of wraps for my legs. Went to the lab and got blood drawn along with a urine sample, then decided against pushing my luck (I woke up with a BG of 86) and ate lunch at the canteen before heading down the 15 to the Stratosphere. Dropped the car at the valet, dragged my bags in, and didn't have to wait long before I got checked in. I wasted the afternoon on X and rereading Ralts' new novel 4th & 10 Line, before eventually going out and getting dinner at CFA, after which I went to the Walmart for a new blender bottle, since the one I'd stuffed into the pack had disappeared somewhere between Tonopah and the Cannery. Came back to the Stratosphere, parked in the ramp on the 7th floor and made sure to talk to Security and the front desk to ensure it would still be there when I got back. After that, I was too tired to blog, so I went to bed.
Monday I got up at 0830 again. My hopes of getting caught up on blogging were dashed by discovering that SWA had changed my flights: I now would be leaving McCarran at 1200 instead of 1400, and arriving at Dulles after midnight. Scrambled to pack my shit, shower, and take drugs before ordering a Dunkin' breakfast from the drive-through on Paradise and summoning an Uber. Got to the terminal in plenty of time, checked the suitcase, ate breakfast, and got through security without any issues. On landing in Denver, I tried in vain to get an earlier flight into Dulles, but no such luck. The departing flight, of course, was at the other end of Denver's Terminal C, so I stopped halfway and knocked out a catchup blog along with this post. On to McDonald's and Gate 24, and thence to Dulles.