My trip to the 20Books conference in Las Vegas was a much needed shot-in-the-@$$. I learned a bunch about the business of being a writer and it reminded me of a nickname I gained after I began to drive. Call me directionally challenged. (My family called me Wrong-Way Warford.)
Plop me down in an unfamiliar city and I have absolutely no idea
which direction north is unless the sun is up and I know what time of day it is. In the dark, in Vegas? Yeah. Even Siri was lost when my roommate and I wanted to find a Japanese noodle restaurant for dinner one evening. We followed Siri in circles. After who knows how many circles we walked, we took a break from the cold in a sweets store (see the giant gummy worm-snake above.)
Then we followed Google in wider circles. Directions from two different strangers didn’t help either. After walking more than 5,000 fruitless steps, we ate dinner in a Caesar’s Palace restaurant that night.
The next day we searched again. Know where we found the restaurant? Right across from the first store we explored that night! The one with the ginormous gummy worm pictured above. Yeah. We walked 4950 steps more than we needed. SIGH.
By the way, we had dinner at that noodle place the next night and really enjoyed it.
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