Too wired from the trip to sleep, so here are the pics!

Well, I'm too wired from the trip to go to bed yet, so I decided to do the picture thing.  I'll try to fill in any blanks here, but may miss some, due to the late hour and my brain-dead state.

I loved my room.  I usually hate hotel beds, but this one has my own bed beat...hands down.  I wanted to bring it back.  The bathroom floor is marble, and the little details are great.  Henry Ford wanted a place for his guests to stay, when he flew them in...thus the Dearborn Inn, the first hotel associated with an airport.  It's been updated, while still keeping it's historic feel. (why do all hotels use green and burgandy for carpeting?  I mean EVERY hotel I've ever seen has some variation of this color scheme...weird.)

I had the "work" station all set up.  I didn't want to surf on the work computer, since it's personal stuff that I didn't want to show up in the history, so I used it to play my CD's, and used my poor slow computer to surf and play.  It was a great arrangement, and we got along just fine, thank you very much!

When you are in a hotel, there are two doors.  One leads to a room with a tub and a toilet, the other has hangers and an ironing board.  I can usually figure out what these rooms are on my own, but the sweet folks at the Dearborn Inn decided to lable the closet for me.  I laughed out loud about this one.  All alone, in my room, laughing like a redneck idiot.  To humble me, though, they got revenge.  At bedtime, I couldn't figure out how to turn the closet light off.  I spent close to 5 minutes trying to figure it out.  I finally decided I'd just shut the door...guess what happened?  Yup.  Light went out.  DUH!

If you look out of the front of the building, and look left or right or dead ahead...you see Ford Motor Company.  It's gotta be close to a mile-long stretch.  Ford everywhere.  We took in the Automotive Hall of Fame, but dummy here forgot her camera.  Museum pics never turn out very good, anyhow...right?  Yeah, let's go with that.

The hotel is the fanciest I've ever stayed at (that's not saying much, folks, but nonetheless...) and there is a lot of history here, that I'd love to take in some day, when I'm not working.  I was sick of sitting with Terry and his old cronies, talking final four basketball, so I went to my room early Saturday, and found out that they'd bring a cold beer to my room, in a bucket of ice, with a bottle opener...SWEET!  If I was rich, I'd live like this!

Monday morning brought my first ever room service meal.  It was sooo cool.  I was such a hick.  I just sat and looked at it for a while, admiring the setup...even taking a picture before I started eating.  I gotta get out more!  The food was pretty good, but the fact that it was ROOM SERVICE made it absolutely perfect....best breakfast I've ever had!  I almost put cream in my coffee (blech) just to use the tiny creamer pitcher!  But I didn't.

I set up the booth this morning, arranging it how *I* wanted to (if he wasn't gonna help, he wasn't gonna get any say in the matter) then set out to take pictures.  I went out back to the courtyard, then to the replica houses.  There are 5 or 6 of them, and you can reserve them for rooms.  I didn't get a shot of Poe's, 'cause mom says he creeps her out.  I did get Whitman, and another that I was sure she would think was cool.  Then, since I didn't write it down (I was sure I'd remember) I forgot who it belonged to!  What an idiot.  I'll just have to take her there some day.

The trade show started today at 10:00, and Terry waltzed in at 9:59, with his paper and coffee.  To be fair, he only read the paper until people started entering (20 minutes or so later) but I thought it captured his role in this trip.  Butt head!

We got home this evening, safe and sound.  The weather is beautiful here, and will be again tomorrow.  Then it's gonna cool down and rain, just in time for my day off on Wednesday.  Yippee.