Huh. Austin is a cool town.
And I'll write about that tomorrow, when I'm back home. It would've been even cooler if I remembered that I actually know someone who lives here, as I spent a few hours after yesterday's session just walking around the place all on my oddy-knocky, and it would've been great to hang out. But I spaced on that fact, which is utterly lame of me. Somehow, it didn't click that the "Austin, Texas" she lives in is, in fact, the "Austin, Texas" that I was going to be in.
Sigh. I suck.
Anyway...my flight's in a few hours, and I'll be getting back at 11PM local time, so I'll post the details and such tomorrow at some point.
LATER...
Down and safe, after much planeage. Weird detail: apparently, they know whether you've gotten on your plane or not, and will page you as departure time draws near. Used to be they'd just take the hell off. I mean, they still take off, but now they're keen to have you on board when they do so.
