So, for those of you that don’t know me well, suffice it to say, I have less than no sense of direction.  I always manage to make my way home, but often with a lot of zigs and zags.  So, why should this morning be any different.  After arriving in LA around rush hour, I thought the best move would be to take the bus to Union Center (downtown LA), then the train to the convention center.  On the bus, I met a very nice Japanese woman (living in LA) who helped me get on the train in the right direction.  Having shorter legs than me, I got to the convention center first and promptly started walking in the wrong direction.  She chased me down and let me know that I was heading in the wrong direction.

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