Tuesday evening, and we were already 3 hours or so behind schedule. No worries. We were laughing, cutting up, and ready to go. The trip was smooth sailing. We laughed, we ‘worked.’ Good times.

We roll into town right at 11:00 PM. Going trough downtown was an adventure. After fighting with the GPS for awhile, we finally arrive at the hotel.

Nothing else to report for the night.

Getting ready the next morning, we discover there is no hot water. Cold shower? I’ll take a hard pass.

On the way to training, we searched for some breakfast. McDonald’s. That will have to do. One rude employee, and disgusting diet cokes later, we are back in the car.

Back on track, and all is wel…wait, *somebody* just threw up into her McDonald’s bag.

That was a hiccup we weren’t expecting.

We find the venue and search for parking for a while. Score! We find a decent spot.

Training is going great, but we are in need of Diet Coke that is actually drinkable. We look on our phones and find a Walgreens nearby. After lunch we head out. We will just walk. Except our map apps are going crazy and we have no idea where to go. I guess we’ll drive. Ummm, what’s that orange thing on my windshield? Oh boy! A parking ticket! *apparently the yellow lines mean NO PARKING*. Oops.

Debit card fail. 😡😡😡

Switch rooms, great dinner. Bathroom episode that shall not be discussed.

Next morning, all is well. Beignets!! Yum. Walking in the rain to get the yumminess equals wet shoes. No bueno.

During lunch we set off in search of dry shoes. Shoe Carnival! Score! And Cane’s in the same parking lot. Double score! Dry shoes on feet, food ordered, and we are right on time to head back for more training.

Except we both had two birthdays before we got our food, so clearly we were late. No biggie. We just had to walk all the way up to the front, right next to the speaker, to get to our seats. It’s fine. I’m fine with the entire room of people looking at me. I’m not uncomfortable all.

And speaking of the entire room looking at me…at some point during one of the sessions, my partner in crime says to the speaker that I think the term ‘radical acceptance’ is ridiculous and cheesy. Of course he looks at me in disbelief. And now is when I say I will never, ever use that term with a client. Obviously, what pursues is an explanation that the meaning of the word ‘radical’ is mathematical in nature, and not a valley girl or surfer dude way of saying something is cool.

Again, I’m completely comfortable. Especially after I announce to the entire room that I don’t want anyone looking at me, and then I cover my face with my hand and bow my head. It’s all very normal.

As the second day of training is drawing to a close, we begin to get silly. There may have been handfuls of gummy savers shoved into mouths. And there may have been suggestions of a consultation team that includes a colleague to may or may not be unstable. Naturally, these things are beyond hilarious, and we cannot control our laughter.

In the end, it was a great trip, full of laughter, and I got to spend time getting to know more about my *radical* friend!