San Diego

Hey folks,

I'm in San Diego today through next Saturday at a training session. Now, San Diego sounds pretty freaking sweet when the weather in Chico has been hanging around the mid-90's for the last two weeks, right? Mid-70's in San Diego! Sweeeeeeeet! Right?

Well, sort of. The problem is, the conference is being held at San Diego State University, and instead of putting us in nice hotels, we're staying in the residence halls on campus. Those of you who have lived in college residence halls just winced. You know you did.

The rooms are 10'x6', give or take a few inches. The beds appear to be military issue. The sheets, pillow, and blanket? Well, I don't even want to think what's on these things. Semen, puke, and who knows what. Ugh.

No alarm clocks, no wake up calls. I'm hoping my cell phone alarm will be enough to get my tired ass out of bed in the morning. But I'm not expecting deep sleep on this bed, which has a mattress that reminds me of a Walmart-brand chaise lounge cushion.

No soap, shampoo, or anything nice like that. Had to bring all that stuff. I'm sharing a bathroom with a few other dudes. The toilet paper in said bathroom appears to be fine grade sandpaper. Fortunately, we made a trip to the local Ralph's and purchased something a little nicer on the hiney.

I also purchased some bottled water, since they only have tap water, soda, and of course, a 12er of Pacifico. They do have a fridge in the common area of our suite. I'm hoping none of these other dudes swipes my brewskies.

So, today we flew in from Sac and registered. We're eating all of our meals in the dining hall at the residence halls. Today's dinner wasn't bad, so maybe it won't be so horrible in all aspects. Tomorrow, we start training. Training every day through next Saturday, then back to Sactown!

The only saving grace, each room has its own 10Mb Internet connection. Woo hoo!