The exhibit hours begin at the insanely sadistic 7:00 a.m., made even worse by this being in EST and my still being sick. If my experiment with fasting yields positive results and I am coherent tomorrow evening, I hope to check out the fireworks downtown (though not the rooftop VIP option ;-).
I didn’t even need to ask about filing a claim on what happened to the “sturdy” case:
I’m guessing that it was run over by the same luggage cart it fell off. The Hello Kitty bag made it through with flying plaid. I’m liking that bag more and more. It radiates happy.
