The Lou

As I've embarked on my super-fancy, very-first, big-girl business trip to St. Louis today, I'm still drinking in the level of awesome.

Plane travel = not so bad. In coach, but the flight was under two hours. Played Plants Vs. Zombies until we landed. Score.

Food = so far, so good. My boss, my coworker and I stopped at a place called Jake's near the riverfront. Steak was awesome (once it got there), and you really can't beat company-comped food. No, sir.

Hotel = good gravy. Look, I know I'm kind of a spoil sport because I have no desire to play at a casino until 3:00am, but I'm more than content with being a homebody tonight. This hotel room is all mine. The luxurious shower is all mine. The fancy towels? All mine. The double beds? Both mine. The place is right next to the arch, and if I get even partial free time tomorrow, I'm going to go scope it out.

And I get room service breakfast tomorrow. Good heavens, it's a crying shame I've got to work this week. Guess something's gotta keep me from being spoiled rotten, though.