Wednesday No Sunburn Enhancement

We woke a few times in East Coast time but managed to roll over and rise at 6 as a compromise. It was another day of classes for Deborah, and they were intense. I make coffee from the machine, and Deborah then heads off to a long day of classes with lunch and a social meet and greet at 5-7. I am dressing in long pants and a dress shirt with a sweater vest. It is cold and overcast in the morning and hot and sunny later. But I don’t need any more sun right now. I am more than just pink, according to Deborah, magenta.

One of the recommended places, a Mexican place (with a right-wing political sign), did not open for breakfast until 9 (?!), and thus I returned to the hotel and had a ham and cheese sandwich from Starbucks inside the hotel. With the sign and the strange hours, I will not be back.

I chatted with folks from the convention and another +1 guy who was at loose ends while his wife was in classes. It was interesting to hear from an educator from the California area about how they have little idea what will happen now that the federal government appears to have zeroed out spending for adult education classes, including English as a Second Language. I can see how this is wearing against Deborah.

I wrote the blog while chatting here and there at a table outside, in the cool but warming air. I gave out a few biz cards as folks learned I had a blog that has been going on for years. They might be reading this today! Welcome!

I popped up to the room. The toilet was working again (it had been experiencing some trouble that I had reported), and the room was clean. I dropped off the laptop.

I returned to the outside, where the sun was now hot and bright, and I was happy to have long sleeves and pants, which kept me well covered. My hat is lost and I have not found a replacement yet.

I took the 43 bus towards Disneyland (the roads are not arranged to follow compass directions here, and this means I am using Disneyland as my point of reference). I got out before the Magic Kingdom and walked to the Garden Walk, which is more cement than plants (with artificial grass here and there). I found the Meeples Family store, where you can rent a table and games for $3 an hour each (or a fraction of). There are also cleanup charges for eating and drinking that add to the cost. But their game collection was huge, and the place smelled fresh (not always true of gaming places, as Batman would say, “Smells like Discipline,” see “DCU: Batman and Harley Quinn”). The place has good air conditioning and tables in small tents.

I walked around the area and finally found some postcards, but none of them had Disney images. I guess I will have to find those in Downtown Disney. It was hot, and my feet were complaining that I had taken all 8,000 steps in the last hour, so I headed back. My back hurt, and I started to walk back, as the bus was 19 minutes away, for a 25-minute walk. But I found the 43 halfway and was proud to use my app and actually succeed. Sadly, the bus trip for $2 was only two long blocks long, but success is still good.

I met more folks from the convention, and we talked about food and our experiences. They got a business card as they were interested in the blog. Welcome, if you are reading this!

I headed upstairs and might have nodded off while waiting for Deborah. She appeared, dropped off some stuff, and headed back to a snack-dinner and music event. Later, I would wake to Deborah bringing me a tiny cupcake from the affair, and then we headed to Nova, a fusion joint near the hotel.

There we had some rolls and a dessert. The food was good. We were both tired and soon were together in the room.

Thanks for reading.