Just checked in at the Best Western in Covina — pardon me, West Covina. Elizabeth and I are attending a seminar on forming faith-based nonprofit organizations. That’s right. My church sent me out of town for a seminar. Not only that, but I’m headed to Anaheim in a few weeks for a conference for work.

This is my first experience with business travel. I’m glad I had E to talk to on the way down. My sympathy to those who are on the road a lot alone.

Maybe it’s just the novelty, but a hotel room has a certain mystique. A room where no one lives. Where someone else just was.