the rest of Thursday (slightly edited)

We arrived in Nashville a couple of hours late, where I finally reached my parents with Dr. Ts cell phone. I also managed to recognize my new suitcase, which was good. The group loaded a bus, and was off to the hotel. And then we unloaded the bus, and trekked all of our suitcases into the tiny lobby of the hotel. And sat and stood and waited. The hotel had screwed up all of our rooms, so that guys and girls shared floors and chaperones were all over the place. Dr. T sorted it all out, and finally he started handing out the keys. Did I mention Cloe and I were the last to get our keys? Like I said, bad day cursed day, even. After waiting another 15 minutes for the elevator to clear, we went in, rode to the seventh floor, stepped out, searched the floor, and couldnt find our room at all.

Now, you can imagine two girls who have been up since 5:30am EST trying to find their room in a strange hotel at 10:30pm Central Time who have spent 4 hours in an airport and one and a half in an airplane. We were slap happy beyond slap happy. Relatively ticked off at this point, we tried to get back in the elevator to head for the lobby. Of course, our suitcases kept getting stuck around corners or toppling over due to inefficient wheels. Then I dropped the packet of keys outside the elevator, hurriedly picked them up, attempted to drag a suitcase into the elevator, and proceeded to drop the keys again. This time they all spilled out onto the elevator floor really close to the crack. Cloe and I were pretty much dying at this point. I had one leg in the elevator, half a suitcase, and a bunch of keys that were almost lost. Cloe, meanwhile, was rolling on the ground (literally) outside the elevator laughing. Finally we got our act together and got in the elevator, but not without spontaneous spurts of incredulous laughter.

Thats when we realized that the sign in the elevator said rooms 700-749. We were 763 apparently that was in Building B, wherever the hell that was. Leaving the elevator, a little stunned at the fact that the guys (who received their rooms first) were already returning to the restaurant for a meeting, we turned down a hallway and found a new set of elevators this time leading to our room.

Nothing much happened for the rest of the night. After all, its not as if anything too exciting happened on Thursday.