Early?

Oh, I called my mom yesterday after I had all my stuff together and (mostly) in Grandma's car. This was around 7:15
Mom: *warily* Hello?
Me: Hey, Mom! I'm ready to go now. Are you?
Mom: Oh God.

So I headed over there and helped her finish getting ready, and ran to Fred Meyer to grab something she'd forgotten to get, as well as some ice.

Incidentally, it would be incredibly easy to find out where someone was staying. All you'd have to do is wander in looking confused, "Do you have a reservation for P.X.Somebody? No? Darn, they told me the wrong hotel. Thanks anyway." Or: "Oh, good. I finally found the place."