"the indy 387"
i mentioned in "the yellow ones don't stop" that my suitcase had arrived from indianapolis. i was there from april 28 - may 22 working on a trial. it was not fun. i did get to stay in a pretty sweet hotel. unfortunately, i totaled 387 hours that month and averaged 3.5 hours of sleep per night so i didn't really get to enjoy the massive, intensely comfortable king bed. i'll tell ya, though, those 3.5 hours i DID get to sleep in the bed...heaven. i watched zero tv. ok i lied. the day i left i watched about 20 minutes of oprah. i also watched part of the indianapolis mini-marathon and the kentucky derby. but i have no idea what is happening with jim and pam or who won american idol. here are some enjoyables from the trip, utilizing the bullet list that is so trendy amongst our family blogosphere right now:
- running with katie (a senior partner) and meghan (a junior associate). i only ran with them a few times in the entire month, but they were lovely runs.
- meeting obama. yes. i shook his hand and he chatted with our group for about 10 minutes around 11pm after a gruelling campaign schedule. he has my vote.
- seeing ironman with frank (a senior partner), who reminds me a lot of dad.
- eating dinners with the trial team, at the best restaurants in indy, for free
- going to church with dean (in-house counsel for the client), who is also lds
- learning how the law REALLY works. it isn't just about who's right and who's wrong. there are so many rulings that happen before a case even goes to trial. there was a lot of evidence that we weren't allowed to present and terms we weren't allowed to use. it was interesting to see how the attorneys restructured their arguments (sometimes on the fly) because of a ruling that came down years ago, months ago, last night or immediately from the bench.
- flying to utah for a short (36 hour) visit on the client's dime (don't worry, it was on the up and up) and going shopping with abby, max, amanda and mom. damage was definitely done.
- winning the case. the client was so happy he promised to fly us anywhere in the continental US for a celebratory dinner in a few months. he also flew everyone else home on a private jet the next morning. i could've gone with them, but wanted to get home to go to the beach.
2 comments:
nice to virtually see you, dukes! your story of the bus reminded me of a similar trip through D.C. in february with a sprained ankle. i was there with you in spirit.
ahh! that breath of fresh air i felt when i decided to walk must've been you. :)
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