It’s 8:11 here in Las Vegas, and I’ve been up for two hours because my body thinks it should be making sandwiches. Stupid time zones.
So this vacation is off to a rocky start. My folks were supposed to get in today, and I got in last night. Dad extended the reservation on one of the rooms an extra night so I would have somewhere to sleep. Considerate, right?
When I arrived at the hotel, I go to check in and the woman behind the desk says, “Oh, I see a reservation for tonight, but it looks like someone has already checked in.” Well, that’s impossible, because surely my parents would have let me know if they were coming in early, wouldn’t you think? After trying to figure out what was going on with the woman for like fifteen minutes, I call Mom and lo and behold, I’m made to look quite the fool.
Once I got upstairs, Mom was in bed and George and Dad were across the street playing poker. I was too tired to do anything, so that’s it. Tomorrow’s update will be more interesting, I promise.
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