Nashville, and the Gaylord Opryland Hotel

I went. I walked more than my fat behind usually walks in a week. It was beautiful, and confusing, and massive, and crazy.

The braille room number didn't happen, but the ugly carpet shot made it:

Would you put this in YOUR home? Me neither. I guess it's supposed to be posh or something, but it's gawdy and hideous, if you try to picture it in your home.

I got to see a LOT of awesome customers. That's my favorite part of going to a convention. I didn't help with the booth, and that caused MUCH guilt. Nobody else put the guilt on me...I did that on my own. They had plenty of people, but I've never gone without helping, so I felt bad.

I'm home, and the next trip for me is South Carolina, the first weekend in February. I'll take more annoying pictures then.