Near is a relative thing. She lives nearer to Denver than I do. The first conference is in Denver, so it's a short hop up to visit. I'm ambling along here I know; burning a bit of time winding down from the drive before crashing. Up at way to effing early tomorrow to get to the airport. However, the airport is a mere 15 minutes away now.
Anyway; sister, visit. I expect I'll go have lunch with George and the Boys. There's one other place I would like to go photograph, and I've the time to do this. Sister, you see, will be working and I've no desire to disrupt their schedule excessively. So I'll entertain myself during the day and visit in the evenings.
For these trips, rather than spend the money on (even off-site) long term parking, I usually rent an inexpensive rental car, grabbing a compact at rock-bottom prices. This usually at least matches the (even off-site) long term parking, and often comes in less than. Today, Budget did not have compact on the lot, even though their reservation service guarenteed one. So, I got a free upgrade. Pontiac Grand-Am. Fancy.
Sunroof. OK, that was nice. Cruise control is hardly an extra much more these days. Fancy trip computer (Range on Fuel Left, Average Milage, Distance Travelled, Distance to Go) none of which features I used. Radio controls on the steering wheel, OK, that helps for safety purposes.
Arrived in time (two hours) and into my room, nice room but it's a motel. Not much on the tube, the Internet is free. Oh, and I've a pint of Ranch water to drink up, because I won't be allowed to bring it on the aircraft, eh?
And up too effing early tomorrow. Well, probably the otter will wake me up anyway.