San Jose, be nice to me.

on February 29, 2008 in Ze Bloggy Goodness with 9 comments by

Travel Drama 08. You ready?

So, I’m headed to California in a few weeks for the Mt. Hermon Writers Conference. And yes, I totally plan on blogging. [Though some attendees mentioned NOT bringing a laptop. I said, “Hi. I’m Annie. Apparently you haven’t met my oxygen tank, MacBook.”]

Being that I am a teacher, and standardized testing is around the corner, this is poor timing. But to honor you, state of Georgia tax payer, I’m trying to miss as few days as possible. The conference begins on a Friday and concludes on a Tuesday.

So I’m teaching a full day on Thursday and then getting on a plane headed to the most intimidating experience of my life. For most conference attendees, arrival time is Friday morning. That’s when normal air travel will occur. Sister here, being the cheapskate I am, will only choose a flight that fits in my free Delta SkyMiles package. And that flight leaves at dinner time on Thursday.

Convenient for my pocketbook. Inconvenient for my schedule.

I arrive in San Jose at 9:05pm Thursday night. The last shuttle to the conference center is at 7pm. Whoopsie. Things I should have researched a little bit more…..

The airport is 45 minutes away from the conference center, so a taxi ride, aside from being WAY SCARY, would also be pricey.

Yo no quiero pricey.

And the registration desk closes at 10pm. So even if I rode in a stranger’s car for 45 minutes, I probably wouldn’t be able to check in.

Late night + taxi ride + not knowing anyone in the city + registration desk closed = Lifetime Network Movie that I do NOT want to be a part of.

So the nice conference lady (that I have been emailing so much this week that I think we are bfries or enemies) says that I should stay in a hotel on Thursday night and get the shuttle Friday. She didn’t like my alternative options, such as her driving to pick me up at the airport herself. (Just kidding. Shannon, don’t panic. I didn’t really ask anyone from Mt. Hermon to pick me up at the airport. Not this year, at least.)

Because I had a sudden stalker fear that if I tell too much of this story it could get creepy for me when I’m actually in California, suffice it to say that though staying in a hotel scares the bedbugs right off the sheets of my soul, I’ve never been one to turn down a continental breakfast. So it looks as if things may have worked out.

But oh the drama. The emails. The concerns. The flight changes. The reservations.

The internal stress that I was making someone irate all the way across the continent.

That is pressure, people.

And yet somehow, amidst all the stress, I resisted to urge to relieve my local Publix Grocery Store of every Cadbury egg in stock.

You can hold your applause. I haven’t survived Mt. Hermon yet. And Easter candy season ain’t over.

9 comments

  1. Sharliss Jane Arnold
    posted on Feb 29, 2008 at 4:22 AM  |  reply

    You are just making sure you have enough to write about. What else do people want to read about. The real truth, how we travel, how we struggle and how we concer all those mountains! I am thrilled, have enough on my plate with David with the flu and me gum surgery and of course Kaye’s chemo trip this week that has her joints hurting but I will indeed pray for you little lady everyday you are gone.

  2. Shannon
    posted on Feb 29, 2008 at 6:51 AM  |  reply

    My luggage got temporarily lost after I missed my original flight on my first trip to Mt. Hermon. Something tells me you’re going to beat that (but in a good way)!

  3. Jonathan
    posted on Feb 29, 2008 at 4:56 PM  |  reply

    amy here, i got all excited when it said, “san jose, be nice to me.” i thought you were coming to visit us!!!

    have fun chasing your dreams and i know they take you as far as chasing my dreams has taken me!

  4. carolineb
    posted on Feb 29, 2008 at 4:57 PM  |  reply

    You’re my favorite blogger.

  5. Candace
    posted on Feb 29, 2008 at 5:51 PM  |  reply

    I pray that the sheets fit the mattress at your hotel.

  6. Katie
    posted on Feb 29, 2008 at 6:53 PM  |  reply

    Mmmmm….Reese’s eggs (somehow they are so much better than plain Reese’s cups) + 9 months pregnant = trouble.

  7. Hannah Hoffmann
    posted on Feb 29, 2008 at 7:24 PM  |  reply

    Oh, Annie. You might be the funniest person I know. I love it!

  8. seantk
    posted on Mar 01, 2008 at 4:00 AM  |  reply

    Cadbury Eggs = childhood dreams of chocolate comas.

    Those things are so rich they might melt your teeth.

  9. Mel
    posted on Mar 09, 2008 at 4:37 AM  |  reply

    Oh! That’s a bummer. I’m arriving Thursday, too, but during shuttle-hours. 🙂

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