Going up?

This past week in Boston I had the privilege of staying at the beautiful Sheraton Hotel downtown. I have to say that it was the nicest hotel that I have ever stayed in but there was one problem, I was not the only one staying there. Along with all the regular guests there were all the kids who were at the Logos5 youth convention that I was working at.

Imagine 1800 teenagers just running around a hotel, trust me it got nuts at times and one of the biggest frustrations were the junior highers! For some reason they thought that the elevators were giant toys to be ridden up and down continuously. This made getting to your room quickly almost impossible as kids were constantly pressing all the buttons and then getting off or walking by the elevator on their floor and pressing the button for it to stop. You don't know how many times it would stop on a floor and no one would get on or off. Freakin' kids.

One thing that came out of the extra time that I had in the elevator was observing how people act in one. I have to say that after a week of watching people, an elevator is one of the most socially awkward places that one could be. People don't really talk to each other let alone look at each other. And I have yet to be on an elevator that has music. I don't know where this urban legend came from but from my experience elevator music is a huge myth. It doesn't exist.

More stories from Boston to come, I mean I don't want to use them all on you the first day! Till tomorrow.