Get ready for several long descriptions of my recent trip folks.

Survived day one of hell at AC. Spent 5hrs waiting in a line that never seemed to go anywhere in order to buy my day pass for tomorrow. When I finally got up there, was told that day passes were only sold on the specific days. After pleading my case they managed to kinda get me a "badge". It has no name and they issued me with badge number 9000.
Afterwards, we went out for dinner and had our meal free after the manager decided that we had waited too long for our food. We questioned it, but they we adamant, so we ended up leaving a fairly substantial tip instead.
Right now I'm beat and probably will be crashing soon. My feet are absolutely killing me, so I can definitely use the rest.

Well, I managed to survive AC and got to meet most everyone I wanted to see. I delivered many presents, received my much wanted art and managed to stay within my budget. Many thanks go out to MattRat who housed me for the one night.
The trip down wasn't too bad although the bus was fully packed for most of the way. Last few legs had me sitting next to the bathroom door, but luckily it wasn't as bad as I had feared. Only downsides were that I had definitely brought the wrong shoes and that my temp crown fell out. Bus finally arrived in Nashville late as usual and Phil picked me up and we headed out to the airport to grab Kanren.
We crashed at Phils for a bit and then decided to start the trip and head to Huntsville, Alabama to visit the U.S. Space and Rocket Centre And then on to parts unknown after that. We crashed at a Motel 6 for the night and will be heading out in a few hours from now.
Let the festivities begin.

Well we headed down to the museum and despite the heat, had a great time. We sheltered under the space shuttle to catch our breath and soldiered on through the humidity. We suddenly remembered that we were going to a great German restaurant that Phil recommended and we headed right there. I had the King Ludwig Chicken that was just to die for and regret that I will likely never have it again.
We hit the road afterwards and made it to another Motel 6 in Little Rock. It was hard to believe that it was worse than the first one was, but it was. The next day we continued our trek North and West eventually stopping at the outskirts of Kansas City, this time at a Quality Inn, that for a few bucks more, was well worth it. Tomorrow, we plan on lunching with a friend who lives in the area and then continuing West.