I just wanted everyone who’s been following our epic adventure to know that we have arrived home safely and are trying to catch up on sleep. Move-out at the Philadelphia Convention Center yesterday was every bit as crazy as we’d been warned it would be. 1200 exhibitors, who had arrived over the course of two days, all attempting to tear down their booths and flee the building AT THE SAME TIME. Were it not for the help of our friends, the lovely Margie King and the patient (and lovely) Bob Fronzoni, we might still be there. As it was, we started at 3, hauled everything in two trips to a nearby parking garage and were on the road by 5:30. Thank God it was President’s Day. Made it home around 1am, and returned the rental by 9am.
And that’s why there are no pictures with this post. The bags under my eyes will be the last ones I unpack.