Wasting Away in Margaritaville

I'm not really in Margaritaville, but I am in Orlando. I'm staying at the Gaylord Palms Resort for PestWorld 2007, the annual meeting of all things insects. The client account I work on is an exhibitor here, so I'm representing our agency at the event. This is the room I have to endure sleeping in this week.

Yes, my life is very hard.

This hotel is amazing. I wandered around playing tourist last night before my clients arrived, and snapped lots of pictures (I almost fell down the stairs trying to get some of the outdoor shots -- see what I do to entertain you?!). I'll post them when I get home, I can't download pictures from my camera here.

I spent all day yesterday flying. On my first flight from Milwaukee (home) to Detroit, I thought the man in my row was going to keel over. Through the whole flight he was making strange sounds and coughing a lot. Just before we landed, he told his female traveling companion that he was feeling sick to his stomach. He fished out the air sickness bag, but fortunately never used it. Then he took our his handkerchief and wiped down his face and head, as he was sweating profusely. I wracked my brain for CPR steps (and afterwards was worried that he'd fall out and I would miss my connecting flight -- I'm an only child, I'm selfish -- at least I thought of CPR first!). Luckily I didn't need them. We all got off the plane without incident.

Friday I am finished with PestWorld, and am renting a car to drive down to St. Petersburg to visit a friend. We'll have a fun extended weekend, and then I fly back home on Monday.