With both flights, my ears failed to adjust properly, and I was in agony. I kept feeling my ears, because with the pain, I expected to find blood running down my neck. Oh the joys of flying when you have a cold.
It took about an hour to pick up our rental car--naturally they didn't have the car we'd reserved, and my husband wouldn't give up without a free upgrade. They eventually gave us a Mazda mini-SUV, which is pretty nice.
When we finally got to our hotel, it took us half an hour to park. The signs for Hotel Registration Parking lead us to valet parking, $28. Ouch. Getting back to normal parking wasn't obvious, but the worst thing was that the Hotel parking was on the 7th floor, and we couldn't get there. We drove several laps, but no go. We could get to levels 6 and 8. We could even see level 7. Since there were security guards on every level, we eventually asked one, who instructed to go all the way down to the bottom, then from there switch over the other half of the parking structure with the odd levels. Apparently it had been possible to cross between them at one time, but that had been undone in the name of security. Whatever. We were too tired to care.
(view from our hotel room)

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