notes from orlando

I Pricelined my hotel room for the conference I'm at. It's a pretty standard business class hotel and I got a decent rate. Somehow, I ended up with a room on the executive level of the hotel, which is protected by keycard access, has free breakfast delivered to my door, retails for 3 times what I'm paying for it, and is, all around, sort of lush.

I narrowly avoided killing an alligator who decided that crossing the off ramp at the exact moment I sped down it was a good plan last night. 30 minutes later? Got the keys to my sweet, luxe, low-cost hotel room. Karma or coincidence? Hmm...