So, I'm still at this conference. And . . .
The conference itself has been good. But I can't say I have been having a good time. I went knowing that there wouldn't be anyone there that I really know personally, at least other than just aquaintances. And my goal was to be open and make new friends.
That didn't go so well. I mean, I did go out to eat with some new friends on Friday night. But they were MUCH older than me, and I didn't want to be like a leech and hang out with them the whole weekend.
The lunch and dinner breaks were 1.5 hours each--a very long break in my opinion. So I would just walk back and forth from the hotel to the hostel. I walked 6 miles on Saturday alone. It would take 30 minutes to walk each way, so that alone would take up 1 hour.
Saturday evening I got in bed and just cried and cried. I felt like such a loser. But . . .
I even skipped the conference on Sunday and drove home at 9am. I was definitely glad to be home.
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