The final day of the conference there were to be a couple of keynote presentations which JC and I independently decided to skip. We got up super late, and checked out of the hotel at 10.45 ish. Went to a nice breakfast place and I got the mexican tortilla and eggs breakfast. There's a post coming ahead about this, but here's a summary of my feelings on issues Mexican food: SD is overhyped and I'm over 'special' mexican food for a while. We took a Lyft to the airport, JC got into his special entry line and I stood on the pleb line. The terminal and the gate we were at was quite shockingly tiny -- not enough standing space and it caused us great consternation. Even though JC and I were side-by-side (and we were by an exit door so extra space for us, woo), he was two boarding groups behind me which befuddled us all. I only went through the metal detector inside and not the super creepy machine.
The flight back home was quite uneventful. We agreed we were both to be working from home the following day and headed home. I ordered a Lyft, to a wrong terminal because that's what Lyft told me, tried to contact the driver after changing the settings to come to my place, but the call and the texts were all unanswered so I ended up paying 50% extra and waiting for 40 minutes to find a write home. Finally got home late in the evening, and went to bed. Nothing much happened really.
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