Nickie Coby (puppybraille) wrote,
Nickie Coby

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Day 1, first while

9:26 am: That's what time it is in California. Right now I'm on the plane, going through sessions and trying to figure out a way to go to 5 sessions at once. So far, my limited scientific knowledge is not helping matters. It's a nice flight, we have an empty seat between us, so Julio got the floor there to himself. It means less pain for me because darling puppy isn't laying on my foot.

The coffee I got at the airport was horrible! So I'm definitely tired, but with the foot barking at me, sleep isn't gonna happen. Hopefully, we'll manage the airport okay. I would imagine LAX is huge. I'm not sure I wanna think about how I woke up at 3 in the pacific time zone.

We got through security well, and they actually followed protocol and asked how I wanted to go through. The person who gave Julio the pat down was calm, so although Julio wanted to play, was it easier to get him back in work mode. I had one interesting incident today, among the usual chorus of children's voices yelling "Puppy!" I walked into the bathroom, and from behind a shut stall door I heard a kid's voice. Here's what happened.

Kid: Puppy.

Adult: What's a puppy doing in here.

Kid: I wanna pet him.

Adult: In a little bit.

The conversation goes on like this, the adult encourages the child to wash hands and all that good stuff.

Adult: We can wait for the puppy to come out for a little bit.

At this point, ow took much longer than I needed to take to use the bathroom in the stall. Finally they leave. Not very mature of me, but here's my thinking. I was tired, not in the best mood (actually, I was feeling sarcastic), and I knew that anything I did would not be helpful because I would not be diplomatic. I felt this was the best way to go.

Well, I'll write more as it happens.

12:27 pm: This has been a crazy trip! We're finally at the hotel's restaurant. It was a lot of walking because we couldn't find the doggy relief area. I don't like staying where we're staying, so we're going to find some way to switch.

I fell coming off the shuttle. Why is it every time I use the dog the way we're taught in school (working not heeling), I get hurt. I should just heel him. I landed on my bad foot, so pain levels are getting higher.

2:29 pm: We're now in our room having gotten a room at the other hotel for the rest of the week. It's just a nasty route between the two hotels, and most of the session and exhibitors are in the other one. We're paying through the nose to get this one, but it will hopefully be worth it. On the way back over here, we stopped by Starbucks. While I love supporting the local guys, we didn't exactly have access to them. Julio worked great too.

I'm happy to report that lunch (which came before we checked out the other hotel), was excellent. They couldn't find their braille menu, though. I hope, for their sakes, that they find it soon.

Julio's been distracted some, but working great other times. It's mom's first convention type exposure, so wish her luck. I'm going to try to post this. Hope everyone's doing good.


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