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[madrobins]

Flight from Boston scheduled to depart at 6:05 departed at 11 something or other. Arrived in Cleveland at 1:15 or thereabouts. Helpful agents said, "Um, here's a discount number. Call them, they'll find you a hotel at a cheaper rate." Which is not the same as picking up the tab on the hotel, which they had said they were going to do. Fortunately I had earlier made my own arrangements. Unfortunately, this was the Ramada that doesn't have 24 hour shuttle service. Fortunately found a cab. Cabbie very sweet. Could not find housing for seatbelt, and at one point when we took a corner a little sharply my entire seat fell over.

It's all good fun. Up at 6 so I can be at airport at 7 to haggle arrange for the 9:10 flight to San Francisco. Assuming we're not invaded by, like, Martians or something.

They did comp me a glass of wine on the flight. That was nice.