WAG - So many stories
I think it's a sign you're having a good trip when you had so much happen to you in one day that you had to check your notes to make sure you didn't miss anything (or at least the major points).
I was woken up by contractors renovating the hotel, trekked several miles down the strip to buy t-shirts from Target, crashed the Standford's band barbeque (after we hit mulitple hotels looking for them), watched their band stage an impromptu rally in our hotel parking lot, been in a group that was propositioned by an old man in a white, unmarked van (who offered to take us anywhere for $15), found out a bomb threat had been called in to the Wells Fargo Arena where the basketball games would be played, and kept celebrating the drum major's "birthday" wherever we went.
"When is my birthday?"
"Today."
"And probably tomorrow."
"The longer our per diem money holds out, the longer your birthday will last."
I've been one of seven people in a cab, been on an ill-fated quest for a nightclub that prompted us to lap downtown, and seen band members running around in a bear outfit.
Yes, this is a cooler trip than the bowl game.
Here's hoping I make it through the rest of it.
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