Well, I made it here for the American Society for Microbiology general meeting. In Canada. So far, I had the people at my hotel completely screw up where the airport shuttle left from, leaving me waiting at the airport for an hour and a half, screwing up my reservation by almost shorting me a night, then having no internet access in my room (not just that I’d have to pay; but no possibility of getting it because my floor isn’t even wired, and my roomate–whom I’ve not even met yet–is already settled in). So I’m here in this little tiny corner lounge where there’s a wireless signal, right by the door with a cold breeze whenever someone walks in.
Oh, and our bus driver got lost on the way back from tonight’s reception and wasted an hour of my time. *And*, it’s Victoria Day and stuff closed early, or something. Toronto, you suck today. But there’s supposed to be fabulous weather the rest of the week, and there are more interesting sessions and posters than I can ever hope to catch, and I did at least make it to E.O. Wilson’s entertaining talk, so Monday will shortly be ancient history and hopefully tomorrow will be much better….