This past weekend I swooped into TNNA in Phoenix. By "swoop" I mean that I flew in on Saturday morning and flew out that same evening. I had a book signing for Custom Knits 2 so I had to be there.
After booking my flight I realized I would have to get up at 3:30 a.m. in order to be at the airport in time for my flight. Knowing that this is totally not my bag, and it would create all kinds of crazy town fatigue for me, I got a hotel room across the street from the airport to save time.
HWWV* and Girlfriend drove me to the hotel and while we were pulling up we noticed crowds of people loitering around the outside. We looked at each other with a knowing look. "Geez. I hope there isn't a convention," I said, worried that I'd get stuck in a hallway with a bunch of rowdy folks wearing hooded sweatshirts. And wouldn't you know, the lobby was full of them too. Crowds of folks wearing sweatshirts, oversized coats (it was 65 degrees), you know, your general casual fare, but there was something about the crowd that made be go: O_o
When I checked in, I said to the clerk, "Please don't tell me there's a convention..."
"Yes mam, there is. They have it here every year."
"Oh great," I said. "Is there any chance you can put me in a wing far, far away from the crowds? I have to get up early."
"Yes, of course. I'll put you well away from the convention attendees. They're mostly in this wing."
"Oh, I'm so happy you can do that. Thanks. What kind of convention is it?"
"Narcotics Anonymous."
("Oh, sorry; if you can't get me a room far away, I'm sure everything will be okay.")
*I know I haven't mentioned him in awhile. For newer readers, it means "He Who Wears Versace," but for the sake of our current economic condition, let's just call him "He Who Wore Versace."
Oops! Although it's not that much of a faux pas - any group of people together for a convention equals loud.
I am completely overlooking that you had to fly in and out in a day, and instead am choosing to be jealous that you had a night to yourself in a hotel.
Posted by: Tina B | January 23, 2012 at 02:44 PM
LOL - I did remember what HWWV stood for but your latest definition is so accurate. Quite funny.
Posted by: Brenda | January 24, 2012 at 10:04 AM
I thought HWWW had something to do with motorcycles. For the longest time. Finally read some of the initial posts. Sheesh! How/why did I make that up?
Posted by: Carol | January 24, 2012 at 01:11 PM
Not that there's anything wrong with that...
Posted by: Donna Boucher | January 25, 2012 at 02:29 PM
LOL!!! love the visual of the teeny type/voice.
Posted by: villalena | January 30, 2012 at 11:25 AM