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I realize that Day 0 has sort of the same association as Ground Zero or Zero Hour, but let's face it, the trip hasn't officially started, but I'm already under way. (This was actually a brilliant idea of the travel buddy, who figured an overnight near the hotel before our 8:10am flight beat the heck out of waking up before the roosters and flying along the highway to the airport before dawn.)
| 3:35pm | I hear a knock on the door. It’s the girl with whom I'm to travel, Rachel, and her mother. They’re here to pick me up for our overnighter close to the airport -- Rachel suggested we stay near the airport to we could sleep in. I completely agree with this splendid idea (the boy has never had an idea this clever, of course). |
| 4:27pm | We roll into the Homewood Suites by Hilton. They had a lovely sign proclaiming themselves and Elena, who checked us in, was nice enough to become a FrankPal. This great hotel place also gave me directions to the cinema in the next town over by means of a print out, no less! I meandered out to the gray-colored water to see the view. It was that or the Hitachi building, of which I figured was not even worth photographing. |
| 5:05pm | We [three kings] headed for Quiznos for food and a dash to see Win a Date With Tad Hamilton (which I then spoiled, of course). I nibbled on some chips and didn’t even have to spend a dime on the flick! |
| 10:32pm | I made sure all the necessities were packed, and the girl’s mother, Deanna, insisted on becoming a FrankPal, too. Yea! I am liking this hotel more and more -- they’re very duck oriented, I found. |