SO … it took me FOREVAH to get here from the East Coast, but finally, finally, I checked into the Marriott Marina last night. The first thing I see when the shuttle bus drops me off is a gaggle of RWA authors in the lobby all chatting, and planning where to go for dinner. I lovelovelove that this conference brings people from all over. While I checked in I heard Australian accents, British, New York ( Shoot Out NYC!), Texas Twangs, and Southern drawls. Just beautiful.
As is the hotel…just beautiful, I mean. I have a harborside view and let me just tell you, sunset last night was something a song should be written about. I walked all around the hotel to get the lay of the land for today. It is big. Like, another zipcode big.
I was feeling a tad parched so I meandered down to the lobby in search of something to eat and drink, forgetting how expensive it can be to do those things in a hotel. Since I didn’t want to pay $4.00 for a soda, I asked the concierge if there was supermarket in the area, and – thank you, Jesus – there was. It was a 10 minute walk, but the evening was a beautiful 82 degrees and non-humid, so I hiked to the local market called Ralph’s, and loaded up on stuff for my room.
Since the jet lag got to me after that, I buckled in for the night. Right now it’s almost 9 am by my body clock, but barely 6 am here.
Today isn’t as busy as the following days will be,but I’ll keep you undated along the way.
Ta, for now from sunny, beautiful San Diego harbor!
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