IN: Heading into this convention on Opening the Space Frontier , I did not know what to expect . I hopped off the Metro in Crystal City in search of 12th Street and the Doubletree Hotel . I spent nearly 20 minutes navigating through the labyrinthine network of underground tunnels before I began to find my way . I thought that this is what living in an underground lunar colony must feel like : Sterile surroundings , bright artificial lighting and colorful art on the walls to make you forget where you are .
Does this person love to figure out mazes ?

OUT: He loves the idea of finding his way to the exhibit for the Space Frontier .

IN: Meh . Then upon arguing further with my mother she told me , apparently in all seriousness , that with an attitude like that we could n't stay together and I would have to leave anyway next week , to hell with the benefit . I stormed off to Cambridge feeling very upset .
Why would the narrator be upset going to Cambridge ?

OUT: They are fighting with their partner .

IN: So , no blogger , no gmail for me since we ' ve arrived in Manchester . I had thought I would at least be able to mobile blog from my cell , but it refused to connect to any British towers when I had my American SIM card in it and then , once I had a British SIM card in it , the number was n't recognizable to blogger ( why I could n't change my mobile blog settings ? see : above , re : crazy internet cafe security settings ) .
What may have happened before I arrived in Manchester ?

OUT:
I was not informed on how internet works in other countries .