Welcome one and all to Part 4 of my adventures at the Southern California Genealogy Jamboree!
By the time everyone had arrived at The Daily Grill, adjoining the hotel, on Saturday evening, we had filled 3 long tables, and and 2 small ones.
For the next 2 1/2, almost 3 hours, we GeneaBloggers introduced ourselves to each other, and chatted, over a tasty meal, surrounded by the backround activity of snapping cameras filming it all for posterity.
Those who I sat next to, and they know who they are (In all the excitement I forgot to take notes to sort them all out!), gave me some good advice for unclogging my Brick Walls.
On Friday, and earlier on Saturday, I'd passed out quite a few of my "Business" Cards, and passed out more at the dinner, and on Sunday, collecting a few of my own along the way (In addition to people linked elsewhere in this series, I got info on Craig Manson, the GeneaBlogie, and cards from Cheryl Fleming Palmer, of the Heritage Happens, and Graveyard Rabbit of South Alameda County, Blogs, and Stephen Danko .)
At one point I found myself talking to Stephen Danko, and telling him how much I enjoyed his talk, that day, on Genealogy and the changing map of Eastern Europe.
Oh, and what did I and others chow down on (My Choices for Starter, and Entree, are in red.).
I know you must be desperate to know! ;-D
STARTERS: Caesar Salad, or Spicy Pecan, Gorgonzola and Endive Salad.
ENTREE: House Specialty - Charbroiled Skirt Steak marinated in Citrus Juices, Soy Sauce, and Special Seasonings, served with mashed potatoes, and Chefs Veggies (Some of the biggest damn pieces of Brocoli I've ever seen in my life, almost too beautiful to eat!)
Or, Grilled Shrimp Pomodoro tossed with Angel Hair Pasta, Chopped Fresh Tomato, Garlic, Basil, and Olive Oil.
DESERT for all: Apple Peach Cobbler to die for!!
I washed mine down with glasses of water and, interestingly, I don't think anyone else had alcohol either, that I know of (Which makes sense, as for most folks it's the antics of our ancestors, and the difficulty they cause us in our research, that threatens to sometimes drive us to drink, not the comraderie of our fellow researchers, hee, hee!)
After dinner I left to go catch a late bus, with the idea of riding around the county, and dozing on several busses, until 6am, when I returned to Jamboree.
I guess I didn't fully realize just how tired I was as I lugged my stuffed red bag, and gray file case, now joined by the Goody Bag from Thomas, to the bus stop.
I settled down to wait 45 min. for the bus...and promptly fell asleep. ;-D
I awoke just in time to watch my bus pull away from the curb.
Well, OK, not to worry, all was not lost!
With an hour to kill before the next bus, around 1230am, I went over to, yes, you guessed it, Del Taco (Again, I got a Coke.), and settled down to sort thru my stash, and wait...and fall asleep...again. ;-D
I awoke with 3 minutes to make it to the bus stop, a block away, and I hauled myself as fast as I could, but to no avail.
The bus pulled away, and I was stuck.
There was nothing for it but to improvise again and, using the Old Mad Macedonian Noodle, I came up with a brilliant plan, awesome in its sheer genius! ;-D
I went back with my Coke, to a table outside the Del Taco, and slept until 5am.
Then I went to the lobby of the hotel where I found a nice, comfy, couch, in an out of the way corner, and slept the Sleep of the Just (Or is that ...the just plain nuts?), until 730am. (I found out, later in the day, that someone came very close to taking my picture on that couch, but changed their mind, hee, hee!)
Man, oh, man, I though as I awoke, has this been an exhilirating, yet exhausting, weekend, or what? ;-D
I can guarantee you that I had the weirdest sleeping arrangements of any attendee to Jamboree in its illustrious 40 year history! ;-D