Wow, what a day. Up at 3:30AM for the airport shuttle, then flight to DC, 3 hour layover, 1 hour delay due to heinous rain and lightening. And then finally got to Boston. No one was here to pick me up. Drat, my worst fear. Couldn't get ahold of the BAA, so started triangulating with the FastRunningBlog. Called several people, but in the end it was WALTER BROWN who saved my butt. I owe Walter dinner or something, what a guy. He somehow found and "emergency contact number" which actually put me in touch with the exact person I needed to talk to. They thought I was arriving yesterday, even though I emailed my itinerary on two separate occasions. But it's all good now, right? Took a taxi to Radison downtown...where I found out that they had given my room away when I didn't show yesterday. The manager was in a vehement phone conversation with the runner rep about it...told me to come back in a bit. I went and finally got dinner (at 9:30PM...it was delicious seafood though, and a wonderful IPA, worth the wait). Came back to the hotel and praise God they had a room for me. Don't know who they had to kill to get it, since the whole town is sold out. Anyway. I am finally here. In Boston. In a hotel. With a full belly. At a decent computer with internet (so I will be bloggin after all). Tomorrow, I'll do the expo, get the bib, etc, but other than that am just going to rest from day, maybe see some friends that are here. Out. | 