I went to Orlando for work last week. It was my first "working" PhD residency.
In addition to it going well, we had some good food, including grilled baby octopi:
I'm sure I had never realized that I needed a TV in the mirror of my hotel bathroom. Not! How weird is that?
Outrageous light fixtures seem to be a thing in convention hotels. And wild carpet. I failed to photograph the carpet but here's the chandelier from the lobby:
Happily, I seem to be approved for TSA pre-check most of the time. I'm not sure how it happened, but I will not complain. I love not having to take off my shoes or take out my laptop and toiletries bag. Except the buckles on my shoes set the thing off and I had to take off my shoes anyway. Lesson: travel in Toms after this, even if they don't match as well:
I love being a librarian. In the old days, when I worked for the Evil Airline That No Longer Exists, I didn't like telling people I was in the airline business 'cause they always told me their worst travel horror stories. In stark contrast, everyone loves librarians ... and who doesn't enjoy being loved?