|Interdimensional Voyage of a Ghostly Passenger Ship
||[Jan. 8th, 2010|09:26 pm]
Aaron "Keff" Bonney
alt. title: I'M ON A BOAT|
So I just got back from Miami a few days ago and despite its FRIGID FRIGID temperature of...49 degrees, it was fantastic.
MIAMI: Day the First
Plane left Cedar Rapids early morning (I'm unsure on whether or not the sun was up yet) and arrived in Ft Lauderdale where the locals were bundled up and we were talking off our sweatshirts. It felt con-like in that we were without a room until late afternoon, so I took off exploring. Turns out two miles to the beach is a long walk. It was mostly a rest day and I think I went to bed around 8 or 9.
MIAMI: Dia numero Duex
Truly walked to the beach this time before going halfway and turning back the day before. As expected with the temperatures, the only people who thought it was a good idea were Iowans. Somehow found myself in the Iowa media hotel, where I saw Keith Murphy setting up a camera and Andy Fales taking pictures of a tiger-print Hummer limo. After that, we went to the big pep rally in Miami Beach which is your standard fare, band, cheerleaders, speeches by the radio announcers and some other people. One thing that was cool was that they invited the players' parents onstage and they introduced themselves. Went back to the hotel after that, watched Raw is Bret, and went to bed.
MIAMI: Game Day HOO-AH!
With the bus leaving at 5PM, we thought we would've had enough to go to the Everglades and do an airboat ride. We were right...barely. As we got back to the hotel, we saw the busses and police up and ready. Yeah, we had a police escort. A police escort through I-95, Miami's main interstate. A police escort through I-95, Miami's main interstate, DURING RUSH HOUR. We were fucking KINGS. Landshark is a really cool stadium, although I was sad that the band only did pregame, since halftime was taken by Kool and the Gang. It was interesting to see them (and the multitudes of underage girls that should be glad a certain fellow wasn't there) but I still prefer marching band shows. All I have to say about the game was FUCK YEAH!
MIAMI: Dawn of the Final Day
Had to check out at 11. Bus to the airport leaves at 6. DO YOU SEE THE PROBLEM HERE? So we were roomless for 7 hours. Luckily, the Water Taxi ended up being a great way to waste time. It was a nice little mini-tour of the canal area of Ft Lauderdale, with all the EXTREMELY RICH FUCKS and the houses they own because of the businesses they've brought to the top (Off the top of my head, the owners of Taco Bell, Alamo Rental, Florida Panthers, Red Roof Inn, former owner of Blockbuster, etc etc). Still a few more hours to kill, but I stopped by a burger place called 5 Guys which is fucking AMAZING. It is to McDonalds like Chipotle is to Taco Bell. Really high quality burgers which you can order with nigh ANYTHING. I got a big double cheeseburger with pickles, fried onions, mushrooms, pickles, and lettuce. There needs to be a 5 Guys in Iowa NOW! Eventually bussed out to the airport and flew back to CR. During the flight I came SO FUCKING CLOSE to 1cc'ing MoF on Normal. I got to Kanako's final card and got her to around an eighth of her health left until my bomb-exhausted Reimu ran into an attack. CR was cold and snow-covered as expected, made it to my apartment where I crashed for a few days before getting to DM.
ALSO, now that I'm in DM, I am PS3-tastic! You can find me at OmegaKefka. I currently have Valkyria Chronicles, Disgaea 3, and Street Fighter IV. So hit me up, fuckers!