Dinner & Riot

Last I left you I was headed to bed…a nice peaceful rest up before our long travel day home…never happened.

(not so evil) Ed, (Fairmont Coach) Pat and myself had a nice dinner at Shula’s … so nice that the menu didn’t include prices on stuff … so nice that when you add up the bill for the 3 of us we used a weeks worth of per diem…each. Good news was the Coach Denny (Ed) was buying. Holy crap was that a good lobster bisque, steak, and steak fries (in hind site I didn’t need the $7 french fries)

Made my way up to the room shortly after dinner and was met with a really loud ruckus … turns out the wrestlers staying in the room next to Pat and myself had scored themselves a lot of “adult beverages” and from the sounds coming from most of the floors they weren’t alone. (side note: strongly worded email is headed the way of the institution…that behavior is unacceptable on any level)

The party lasted well into the night … around 2:30am (having still not slept a wink) the ridiculously loud screaming/cheering began….it lasted a good little bit and by around 3am. Since we were meeting in the lobby at 4am, I decided to get dressed and head down. The lobby was full of 30 or 40 Houston Police officers … there was streams of toilet paper everywhere and the gentleman behind the desk was holding ice on his head (found out a bottle through from above hit him…unbelieveable).

We ended up not being able to check out for about 30 to 40 minutes while they were sorting out the mess…so we got a late start to the airport, eventually got there in plenty of time to return the rental car and hope a shuttle.

Decent flight to Philly (had a dude on our plane pass out and scare the wits out of everyone for a little bit … turned out he was okay, paramedics me him at the gate to check him out). Enjoyed 2 large slices of Sbarro pizza and a huge mountain dew…taking of shortly.

To aid my sleeping on the plane ride I bought a nice horseshoe travel pillow in the color scheme of the Texas flag.

Can’t wait to be home!