Three hours before my flight left, I had a minor luggage crisis when I realized that my packed bag weighed 42 pounds – still under the 50 pound limit for international flights, but about a 1/3 of my body weight and too heavy to easily manage if I needed to hoof it at high speed through an airport, or drag it up stairs. I emptied the bag and discovered the empty suitcase weighed 15 pounds! Holy hernia Batman!!
So I made a frenzied trip to the mall to eyeball and heft bags to gauge their weight. Returning home with one labeled “lightweight”, I repacked and discovered I’d saved myself…two pounds. Aaargh! Finally, I settled on one of my husband’s rolling athletic duffel bags.
Though I fretted about the giant logos emblazoned on both sides
Me and a fellow fellow took a red eye flight to DC late last night, arriving at 7:30 a.m. with little sleep. Our body clocks were still on west coast time, so we were hoping to arrive, check in early and catch up on our zzzz. No such luck. After a $60 cab ride from the airport (yes, really), we arrived to find that our rooms were not ready. So we trekked a few blocks to a Starbucks and holed up reading briefing materials on the speakers, countries and European institutions ahead until we could check in just before noon.
We met most of our fellow travelers later for the walk over to the GMF headquarters near the embassies for our first briefing and meet and greet.
The depth and variety of conversational topics we’ve covered in just the past six hours has been invigorating and fun.
It’s ranged from regional business interests and political campaigns
The building is named after an Illinois Republican Senator from the 1930-60s who, among his many accomplishments, provided crucial support for the passage of landmark civil rights legislation. Gotta love that. :-) Need sleep. Must go. More later.