empty spot for us, forgetting about her family.
Getting to Villanova was no trouble. I had a very helpful train attendant and checked in and got my room with no problems at all.
Except the pouring rain. I had to walk across campus to check in, then walk across again to get to the dorms. The first walk wasn’t so bad. The second made me wish we descended from salamanders. And then they moved check-in to the dorms, so it was a quick jog through the rain that would leave no one but poor old Krister soaked. Pfah.
Then I napped, found out my suitemate was the president of the company, Pete. I wasn’t 100% positive at first because I’d just met him 15 minutes before. But I was pretty sure. Then I read some more Hemingway.
Hung out with Meg. At at the Pie-in-the-Sky Pizzaria. Got a beer. Got a hot chocolate. Went back to the room, watched Space Ghosts (Whoa you kids, calm down!). Got in bed and turned out the light. And then the door was opening and it was Pete and his roommate, Mike. They opened the door to my room without realizing I was in there and then apologized profusely.
It was fine.
Training was fine, too. Hung out with Ben and Brendan and Meg. Met a future co-worker. Saw a lot of cute girls. Maybe I’ll work with one. That’d be swell.
Missed the traing I should’ve taken to the airport. That sucked. I called and found out the flight had been postponed all of 12 minutes. The next train was an hour away. By my math that train would give me about forty minutes at the airport. More like thirty.
I boarded, a little nervous, but hopeful just the same. I, however, forgot to account for changing stations and waiting for the next train.
The late next train.
On time, the train was scheduled to arrive at the station at 8:34 PM. Precisely the time