Hi friends. I made it here alive and well. We are off to spend the last day sightseeing with one of my college BFF's and I just wanted to share with you a funny story.
Yesterday morning I decided to start my day off with a run before attending a conference with my Business Man. I really wanted to run down the strip, but it's a bit crazy out there and I chickened out. And my Business man didn't really feel comfortable letting me gallivant down the street of crazies all by myself. (Just another reason why he needs to pick up running.)
So, around 6am, I took myself to the hotel gym to get in some quality miles with the treadmill. I jokingly made a comment to my Business Man to come look for me if I wasn't back in an hour and a half.
Little did I know.
After my lovely 7 miles (that were a little rough due to the altitude) I made my way back upstairs, to floor #12. And then I started to panic.
"What room are we staying in!? AHH!"
I could not remember for the life of me. It probably didn't help that the only time I'd come up to the room was the night before at 10pm (1am EST) after a full day including a 10-mile run, half a day of work, then 10+ hours of travel.
And so I started trying out doors. And the key wouldn't work in any of them. And people were yelling out "Wrong room!" Thanks, but I figured that out.
I didn't have my cell phone to call my Business Man because I feared that taking my cell phone with my room key to the gym would cause it to de-activate the key. (My Business Man's had already de-activated twice.)
Eventually a man came out of his room and I asked to use his cell phone to call and wake up my Business Man. Too bad he didn't answer.
After sitting in the hallway for awhile, waiting, I decided to go down to the lobby to see if they would tell me what room we were in. Too bad, they couldn't. They needed my ID to verify that I was staying in that room. Who takes their ID to the gym? Not that it would have helped since my ID still has my maiden name. Ooops.
They decided they would let me call the room phone line, but he didn't answer. At this point I was in a full-fledged panic. Tears were coming quick and I looked up across the lobby and there was my Business Man, my knight in shining armor.
I guess he thought that I had actually tried to run outside and got kidnapped or something! So, 2 hours later, I finally returned from my run. Haha.
Lesson learned - ALWAYS MEMORIZE YOUR HOTEL ROOM NUMBER. Especially when you're in a really big hotel.
Welcome to my life.
At least the afternoon by the pool more than made up for it.
Yesterday morning I decided to start my day off with a run before attending a conference with my Business Man. I really wanted to run down the strip, but it's a bit crazy out there and I chickened out. And my Business man didn't really feel comfortable letting me gallivant down the street of crazies all by myself. (Just another reason why he needs to pick up running.)
So, around 6am, I took myself to the hotel gym to get in some quality miles with the treadmill. I jokingly made a comment to my Business Man to come look for me if I wasn't back in an hour and a half.
Little did I know.
After my lovely 7 miles (that were a little rough due to the altitude) I made my way back upstairs, to floor #12. And then I started to panic.
"What room are we staying in!? AHH!"
I could not remember for the life of me. It probably didn't help that the only time I'd come up to the room was the night before at 10pm (1am EST) after a full day including a 10-mile run, half a day of work, then 10+ hours of travel.
And so I started trying out doors. And the key wouldn't work in any of them. And people were yelling out "Wrong room!" Thanks, but I figured that out.
I didn't have my cell phone to call my Business Man because I feared that taking my cell phone with my room key to the gym would cause it to de-activate the key. (My Business Man's had already de-activated twice.)
Eventually a man came out of his room and I asked to use his cell phone to call and wake up my Business Man. Too bad he didn't answer.
After sitting in the hallway for awhile, waiting, I decided to go down to the lobby to see if they would tell me what room we were in. Too bad, they couldn't. They needed my ID to verify that I was staying in that room. Who takes their ID to the gym? Not that it would have helped since my ID still has my maiden name. Ooops.
They decided they would let me call the room phone line, but he didn't answer. At this point I was in a full-fledged panic. Tears were coming quick and I looked up across the lobby and there was my Business Man, my knight in shining armor.
I guess he thought that I had actually tried to run outside and got kidnapped or something! So, 2 hours later, I finally returned from my run. Haha.
Lesson learned - ALWAYS MEMORIZE YOUR HOTEL ROOM NUMBER. Especially when you're in a really big hotel.
Welcome to my life.
At least the afternoon by the pool more than made up for it.
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Glad you made it safe.. hope the weekend is a blast!!
ps Go Business Man!!! Way to save the day! :)
@Jessica & Paige - yes, I am so glad he found me! I don't know what I would have done!