The airport ate my day off God dammit.
We had a nice half-day this morning to futz around, and I slept late and took naps while the rest of the klatch got massages. Not the happy-ending kind, either, for a miracle. They all raved about it, but I wasn't in the mood, and I think it'll be my one regret this trip that I didn't indulge in one myself.
Schlepp to the airport, wait wait wait. Our flight was delayed two hours, so we walked around the terminal looking for food and lo and belhold, found a 7-11. WTF? All I cared about was that they had DIET COKE!!!!!! (Or rather, Coke Light. Same thing.) And yogurt and pistachios and Kinder Bueno chocolate bars. They also had KFC and McDonalds, but I'm still not that desperate yet.
Bass Boy taught us a new version of Uno while we waited-- my attention span was way too short for that but I had a blast watching everyone else have at it. It's kind of like Speed combined with Uno, and I won't explain it here but it makes regular Uno look like a kindergartener's game.
After we finally got on the plane and to Wuhan, we schlepped back to the Swiss-Belhotel, where the hotel manager, Sergio, had dinner waiting for us. At midnight!!!! I understand that he was not contractually obligated to provide us dinner at all tonight, but he did anyway. I swear, the service we've had at these hotels in extraordinary, especially at this one. It might not be the poshest one we've stayed at, but he and his staff made it my favorite.
All righty-- off to bed so I can enjoy my day in Wuhan tomorrow before the concert.
