I am too old for all-nighters.
They did cancel my flight yesterday…at 9:30 pm. I then waited two hours in line to be told the next flight to Colorado Springs left Thursday. Not an ideal situation. They could get me to Denver, but that meant going from the Dulles to Reagan airport. There was one seat left on the flight that left at 7 am.
I jumped at it. To the airline’s credit, they offered to put me up in a hotel. However, by the time I made it over to Reagan, it was past midnight and security opened in 4.5 hours. I decided it was not worth jumping through all the hoops of finding a hotel.
Instead, I did what any self-respecting bookworm does. I camped out in the corner and read through 5 detective novels, upping my weekend total to 10 finished books.
I did nap for about 90 minutes on the plane but otherwise I passed a good 26 hours without sleep and let me tell you, that is not an experience I want to repeat any time soon.
For the third time this summer I sit at an airport headed to Colorado Springs. And for the third time this summer, my flight gets pushed back later and later until I wonder if they will cancel it altogether.
As I have flown 3 separate airlines from 3 separate locations to get to 1 destination, the common denominator seems to be…me. I guess on the bright side, I get a lot of reading in.
I am visiting friends in D.C. for the rest of the weekend. I walked into their apartment…and it is like my to-read list come to life. Shelves and shelves of good books! I am never leaving.
Guess where I was tonight? Yeah, I guess the title gave it away. THE SUPREME COURT.
The Federalist Society held an event there tonight. Justice Alito was in attendance, though I did not get a picture with him. I did grab one with Scalia. Doesn’t he look thrilled?
More than the location, it was truly cool to be in the room with so many Fed Soc presidents from across the country. Talk about future leaders.
Wisconsin had a nice showing!
Truly a fabulous evening to a wonderful day.
“Have fun this weekend!” says my fellow intern.
“I will!” I say. “But first I need to figure out how to take off my intern hat and put on my adult hat!”
She looks bemused and I mentally kick myself. Of course an intern can be an adult. She is an adult. I am an adult, regardless of title. But it feels different.
This weekend I am headed to Washington D.C. to attend the Federalist Society Student Leadership Conference. I am thrilled for the opportunity and all the people I will get to meet.
Yet if I am honest, I can’t help contrasting this trip with many other visits to D.C. And I feel much less adult.
It is silly, stupid things that aren’t worth listing, but it all comes down to the contrast of traveling for work and traveling as a student to a student conference. The last time I traveled as a student was the summer 2014. In hard numbers, not that long ago. In Amy’s lifetime, forever.
While a poignant contrast for me, this feeling probably isn’t much more much than pre-travel angst. This weekend will be awesome!
Yesterday I had a charming girls’ night out with some of my fellow interns. We got mani-pedis, went out for Thai food, got ice cream, and concluded with the movie I Feel Pretty.
I Feel Pretty was funny and not as vulgar as I expected. Not sure I would watch it again, though. It has great potential but never strays from the predictable and piles loads of angst onto otherwise good material.
Did you see the movie, and if so, what were your thoughts?
This weekend several of the other interns and I went to a Colorado Rockies game.
They played, and beat, the Seattle Mariners. It was fun hanging with the other interns and Young Life staffers. However, I found the game a little bit of a let down. It is one thing to attend a baseball game where you care about who wins (go Brewers!) and quite a different thing when you don’t. Despite my best efforts, I could not bring myself to care who won!
But it was fun! Coors Stadium is pretty cool. And the company was the best!
My phone now thinks I am a closet Colorado Rockies fan, though, and keeps sending me updates. I suppose it beats the random “news” updates I got last week about Cardi B’s baby. I honestly don’t know where those came from.