We went back to the room and watched a little of the Dems national convention. Peter had a few tense moments when he though he’d lost the memory card that he’d taken out of the camera earlier in the day…the one with all the picture he’d taken so far. He located it under the seat of the car, so all was well.
Up early, and while Peter was perking a pot of coffee outside, Sharon had her own freakout when she couldn’t find her purse. She thought she must’ve left it at the restaurant. It was quickly located behind one of the suitcases where it had slipped out of sight. Though we were wide awake at that point, we still enjoyed a cup of coffee.