So I managed to make it into the hotel, which was a bit onerous. GPS’s are great tools, but mine decided I arrived when I crossed onto the airport.

I can see why people are concerned about carrying here. The hotel is literally above the terminal. I’m actually typing this out on a little balcony that overlooks one of the terminals. I’m good as long as I stay in the hotel. One escalator ride, and I’m committing a felony.

Here’s a pic from my balcony using Apple’s new panorama feature:

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Going down to the floor is forbidden while I have all my toys.

I managed to meet up with Kenn Blanchard of the Urban Shooter podcast. I’ll probably be hanging out with him a lot of the time. Now to find a place to smoke cigars.