tI did make it to Vegas on October 19th, however I wanted to wait awhile before making this post. The trip did not go well; It was generally awful actually, and I did not want that to turn my post into a seething ball of anger, which would less than help in conveying what happened. I will start from the beginning and bring you to the moment
I had boarded a bus in downtown LA, at Union Station around 11 PM. On the way to the station and while waiting I encountered some crazy people, fervent worshipers, and the ever so common bogarting Russian who were blatantly cutting in line (I think they were keenly aware that most people in LA try to keep their heads low and generally don't stand up for themselves if someone takes a few inches from them). But this is Los Angeles, and you're bound to encounter all of that before you make it a block down Fig on any given night. It becomes mundane after awhile. So if the bus is filled with these sort of people, I can tell you that the ride itself was particularly mundane. It left Los Angeles and got me to Vegas safely and comfortably; that is the story there. When I arrived in Vegas, the time was a little after 5 AM; we were slightly late, but I that was one of the scenarios which I had planned for, so everything was still fine. I still got off the bus and moved with gusto in order to catch another bus which would take me to a local home depot. On the way there, I got to speak with a fellow about innovation and inventions- it was good practice for the speech which I would be giving later, and he generally seemed like a friendly fellow. Quirky, but friendly. When I got to Home Depot, I moved with purpose- I knew I needed a large corrugated board which would accommodate my over sized sign, and I thought I knew where to go look in order to find it, however my confidence waned and my stride went from long and quick to stuttering and confused. The layout was different than what I was used to, so I bumbled about for awhile as I tried to get my bearings. Eventually, when I did find what I was looking for, it turned out that it would not work for me. The people there were pretty helpful though. They allowed me to salvage whatever I wanted from their throwaway cardboard boxes, so I ended up getting what I needed most for free; yay, for free stuff! So I took my cardboard and some tape back to Excalibur. It was barely 8 AM, so I was not going to be checking in anywhere, but once again, I had already planned for that. My trip to Vegas was fully comped thanks to that app, MyVegas, and one of those apps was a ticket to the breakfast buffer:
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