My return trip from Philadelphia-to-Providence-to-Washington-to-Rochester proved largely uneventful. There were, alas, events at the beginning and the end, beginning with the "Abandon all hope, ye who enter here" at the US Airways counter at check-in. "Can you check my luggage all the way to Rochester, or do I need to get it in Providence?" "Well..." Needless to say, this response was not altogether reassuring, but at least I had all the important luggage (i.e., the books) in my carry-on. In any event, I arrived in Rochester; my suits, however, elected to sojourn in Providence. I can now join the ranks of those who feel less than overwhelming affection for US Airways.
The MLA was...the MLA. I delivered my paper; waved to my book in the publishers' exhibit; was informed by a journal editor that said book was being reviewed; had fifteen seconds of notoriety, along with several other bloggers; saw a couple of Chicagoans; and, perhaps most importantly, contemplated a clothespin.
I enjoyed meeting you, Miriam, and only wish we could have talked longer.
Posted by: ghw | January 01, 2005 at 01:22 AM