Itinerary:
Friday-After work, eat dinner then drive to airport hotel in Sacramento and check in.
Saturday-Get up 3AM, shower, drink some coffee, and checkout. Go to terminal across the street by 4 AM to check bags and go through security, flight leaves at 6 AM. Arrive Denver, transfer flight to St. Louis, arrive St. Louis at 1:30 PM (if flight is on time which is wishful thinking these days). Grab my bags, grab a taxi and high tail it to Drury Inn. Arrive Drury Inn around 2 to 2:30 hopefully and check in. Quick hand toweling, change into my kilt outfit, and check to see where UtterBlitz is at (she is supposed to call me on my cell). Possibly meet up with other
ClanRam riffraff in lobby bar, then go to dinner with UtterBlitz as my guest and I as her wingman. Make a pig out of myself at the dinner, buy everyone a round, then off to what ever whim may take ahold of us. Back to the hotel at "whatever" AM, hopefully still in possession of my wallet and dignity (too much to ask for). Grab some shut eye, and meet the gang at whatever time and place we set the night before (of course no one will either remember or blow off due to hangover), troll around all the tailgaters bragging the
ClanRam website. Gametime....Nachos and beer with AlphaRam....then another beer.....then another beer, bathroom break, then kickoff. Yelling my ass off until I have no voice. Rams win. Hugging everybody, including security who are dragging me away because I've simply have had enough (just kidding......kind of). Singing with me
ClanRam buddies as we exit the stadium (RamDez was kind enough to bail me out of the stadium lock up). We hit the casino boats, party like its 1999, and somehow I end up back at my hotel suite, and when I wake up (Monday), there's 20 other people lying everywhere. After politely thanking everyone for seeing me home, I bid them farewell...look at my bloodshot eyes in the bathroom mirror with a grin on my face. I shower, grab some coffee and toast....check out....head for the airport at 11AM...take off at 2PM to Denver then onto Sacramento arriving at 7PM. Arrive home around 8:30PM to see my 15 year old son who's just undergone hernia surgery that very afternoon. Kiss the wife, and head for bed.
Disclaimer: Names have been changed to protect the innocent. Any similarity to persons and events described above to actual events is purely coincidental.