Well, I'm in Atlanta. My suitcase, however, is who knows where... and let's just say our friend Murphy has been applying his law all over the place.
i still don't know where my luggage is. I need to call Delta. But i was in a hurry to get on the shuttle and apaprently the guys in Jackson Hole, Wyoming decided not to put half the luggage on a flight from there because the plane was too heavy. So the line at the Baggage Service was so long, and my shuttle was waiting, so I just skipped it and decided I'd call and then check in the morning when I go to rent my car.
So I got to the hotel to check in and I was at the wrong hotel. But since there were two Hiltons with similar names, the shuttle driver just went ahead and gave me a ride here.
And fortunately there's a gift shop with food items and toiletries that I probably just paid $30 for .... because with no clean underwear I was fortunate enough to receive a surprise a few days early.....
And I arrived here planning to blog about this but Bart beat me to it.
But it could be worse. Much worse. I could be without my laptop.
As long as I've got my Mac, life's good....