Good Times...

After another not so wonderful night of sleep, I am back. Time for me to clean up all my junk, pack it, and get ready to ship out. Since check out for the "hotel" is around noon and my training doens't end until 3 or 4, I get to stow everything in my rental until I get to start the trek home. One thing I would like to mention before I forget is the special features this hotel has. The one that has been the handest (besides the bottle opener in the bathroom) is the heat lamp, which also happens to be in the bathroom. I wonder why it is really there. I can only guess that when this place was built there wasnt such a thing as heaters. Then instead of freezing when you get out of the shower, you just turn on the timer and BAM you now have heat. THe only other explination for it is that it allows you to pretend you are on the beach someplace as you drink your beverage while on the tolet. I mean, it is super bright and hot after all. Plus if you have been drinking enough to make use of the bathroom bottle opener, you might actually forget you are in a '50s dump.
Anyway, once training is over, I have to get in my rental and drive to the airport. I basically have only the "required" amount of time for the drop off and pre-screening duties. Once I am in the airport, I will sit and wait for my flight for an hour or so. Then I get to head home.
Once again, I must get going I have a ton of stuff that I need to do and I can't just was my time typing on this blog.
I know many of you wanted something a little more exciting to read, well excitement isn't part of the trip when you have to go for training. (and it's a little far for scratz to drive and bail me out of jail)
ttyl