I woke up to a Baraat going on outside, 10 floors below. It was so loud! A Baraat is translated as “groom’s procession” and is an Indian wedding tradition. The tradition is that the groom’s family throws a high energy send off to the wedding venue. Everyone was dressed up. There was music pumping. There was an announcer with a microphone. They were so joyous and upbeat. It was fun to watch and listen to. We have been seeing the people belonging to this group over the past few days. The women are all dressed up in their beautifully beaded traditional Indian attire. My coworker and my got a front row seat to this party, walking right by it on our way the conference. When we arrived at our booth, our chairs were gone. Boo! I guess the next 12 hours of working will be on the hard concrete. We stole those fair and square. We couldn’t even complain. We had to become thankful we had them all day yesterday. We worked really hard to get people to talk to us. I had to become militant ...
My coworker and I headed over to the convention center early to iron out the multiple kinks that had revealed themselves. We learned more about shipping the materials back at the end of the conference. Basically I may need to get an Uber to Fed Ex about a 10 minute walk or 5 minute drive down the street. I will likely have to make a few trips. Ugh! We got most things situated on time. I decided to just deal with my end of conference issue….at the end of the conference. Life will go on. There is a cute little dachshund in our hotel that attended the conference. His name is Oliver. He is a dapple guy! He has a marbled coat with a mix of light and dark colors. He has a happy tail and we were fast friends in the elevator. After the conference, my coworker went to the Chief’s game. That seemed too people-y after a day full of people. I went back to my room and logged in. I had a few hours of work to do and catch up on….quietly. I ordered room service for dinner. I ate quietly. It was ...