Little Rock

I had to go to a conference in Little Rock last week, so my mom and Annie came along. We didn't get to see much of the city since I was in meetings most of the time, but we had a great time anyway. Annie was an angel the entire time, even when our flight was canceled in Denver and we had to wait six hours for the next one (many of the other travelers were not so angelic about that).



The biggest adventure of the trip were the six tornadoes that touched down in Little Rock while we were there. We knew there was a huge storm going on, but didn't actually realize there were tornadoes until the next morning when people started calling to check on us after hearing reports about them on the news. We had heard the tornado sirens the night before, but just figured there was a really bad accident. Apparently, that was our cue to take cover. I guess the sirens don't really help us mountain folk!