ACS 2008: oops
I can tell I’ve been under a lot of stress lately because I’ve been doing some things I wouldn’t ordinarily do. For example, upon arriving at the airport last week, I discovered that I booked our ticket to Chicago a day early.
In the heat of getting ready to go to France, finish a ton of cheese work in order to not leave it to others, and trying to add a section to my manuscript before trying to sell it, I had booked the plane tickets for me and sheanadavis. Unfortunately, I had gone to the American Cheese Society website, seen registration on Wednesday morning and booked our tickets to get in on Tuesday afternoon. If I’d read further I would have seen that it was the early registration for people doing the optional Wednesday tours (that cost extra $) and that the real conference didn’t start until Thursday.
Duh.
The bright part about that was that I got to go to the unofficial party at Pastoral (Thanks againbuttonlass!). It was on the roof of their building and filled with free beer and burgers, amazing views and chock-a-block with cheese folks. It was one of the best parts of the conference even if that night I mostly hung out with California folks I hadn’t seen for awhile. No networking or hidden expenses, just a good party.
Sheana and I spent the next day walking around downtown Chicago and drinking at, of all places, a restaurant at Navy Pier. It’s nice to know that Chicago has a Pier 39 too!
The local TV News thought the conference was funny.* Who can blame them?
*Sorry, there’s a commercial first.
In the heat of getting ready to go to France, finish a ton of cheese work in order to not leave it to others, and trying to add a section to my manuscript before trying to sell it, I had booked the plane tickets for me and sheanadavis. Unfortunately, I had gone to the American Cheese Society website, seen registration on Wednesday morning and booked our tickets to get in on Tuesday afternoon. If I’d read further I would have seen that it was the early registration for people doing the optional Wednesday tours (that cost extra $) and that the real conference didn’t start until Thursday.
Duh.
The bright part about that was that I got to go to the unofficial party at Pastoral (Thanks againbuttonlass!). It was on the roof of their building and filled with free beer and burgers, amazing views and chock-a-block with cheese folks. It was one of the best parts of the conference even if that night I mostly hung out with California folks I hadn’t seen for awhile. No networking or hidden expenses, just a good party.
Sheana and I spent the next day walking around downtown Chicago and drinking at, of all places, a restaurant at Navy Pier. It’s nice to know that Chicago has a Pier 39 too!
The local TV News thought the conference was funny.* Who can blame them?
*Sorry, there’s a commercial first.