BEA or bust - Part 5

BEA or bust -
The trip to Book Expo 2008

Day 4 - the Expo - 9 am

We have arrived, and it is HUGE. Our banner is lost, so currently the booth is recognized only by a small sign with the publisher’s logo. At ten minutes until the doors open we are entirely set up - except for the missing banner. The shipping company has us on hold while they try to figure out if they even mailed anything. Apparently, they are confused. And we are concerned.

But just then, a nice person shows up from another booth. The box he is holding has his booth number on it, but it is definitely our banner. Eli tells the woman on the phone, who thanks us and reminds us of the $42 shipping charge that is still owed - as the banner did arrive at the LA Convention Center.

Seriously? The Center covers about four blocks. No where else is it acceptable to get a package within half a mile of the right place and say that it was delivered. On top of this, there are no hooks to hang it. Three minutes until doors open.

While trying to jury rig a system in place I decide to introduce the shipping lady to the airline lady who cancelled my flight with a bright smile. I think they would be fast friends.

In the end, shower rings from a kindly neighbor saved the day. The banner was up by the time the third cluster of people came through and I have now bled for my work. Literally. I wear my band-aid with pride.

9 pm

We have made it through day one. And are aware that day two is supposed to be the big day. We have ordered room service because walking is not an option. Smiling is no longer something I am capable of either, but I don’t think it will be required by the room service personnel.

Besides, the pesto and peas cost $51. We have paid for the food, the service, the overblown French accents, and definitely the right to not smile.

It appears we still owe a tip, though.