And on the last day, I rested.

Just kidding.

Actually, I had quite a bit to do - mostly involving checking out of the hotel room, and the emptying of things out of said hotel room.

But, while I love my friends to death, I needed to relax a bit. This was Sunday, and I also had Monday off, but I jetted off to have lunch with a friend of mine at a little Korean BBQ place.

That helped more than I could imagine; just got my mind refocused.

It also helped that I'd had major help cleaning up at home. I live with my brother; he and his girlfriend, after I'd passed out, had followed up on the job that some friends had started and done a massive clean up project. I still had some cleaning to do, but it was relatively minor.

From there I had follow-up to the hotel that I wanted to do. Unfortunately for me, about a week later I came down with the norovirus, and that wiped out any energy (and impetus) to do much. I just didn't [em]care[/em] after having that.

Was it fun?

Everyone seemed to have fun. I did have fun, myself, but it was a ton of work and a ton of stress.

Would I do it again?

Maybe.

I've learned some valuable lessons. Thanks to the generosity of my guildies, I haven't taken much of a financial hit, relatively speaking. However, I would know to check the contracts much more carefully.

I'd also try to lay something out for the second day in terms of "here's who is doing what" to help people out.

Finally, I know myself, and I'd have to set some limits for myself for the amount of drinks I'd had at the second night's party. If it hadn't been for an angelic act of kindness in cleaning, Sunday would've been a very miserable day.

The biggest thing I'd say, though, is that I *wouldn't* do this in any city other than my own. I can't imagine how it'd be possible for (say) someone in Dallas to organize it in Denver.

But hopefully down the road someone else in our guild will organize another one, and I'd be more than happy to fly out there and go to it.