A very, very long day

Whew. I’m beat. Finally back at the Overland Park Marriott, and it’s now Friday. Thursday featured:

  • Numerous episodes of One Tree Hill on DVD
  • A five and a half hour drive (by design)
  • Dozing off after enjoying the good food in the hotel’s concierge lounge
  • A terrible overreaction
  • A visit to my favorite Buffalo Wild Wings at the opposite end of Kansas City, one which started terribly and ended much better

I have been watching a lot of One Tree Hill for the last week. I watched seasons five, six and seven through Tuesday, then got into season eight Wednesday and the wee hours Thursday. I couldn’t complete it, but thankfully, I found seasons eight and nine on my long-lost Flixter account.

How I got hooked on One Tree Hill is another story for another post.  In fact, I could write a whole chapter of a book about my likes and dislikes from that show. HINT: Brooke was not my favorite female.

I can normally get from my house in Russell to the Overland Park Marriott in under four hours. But since I wasn’t going to make it to Kansas City in time to find a place to watch the USA-Germany World Cup match, I figured I might as well avoid the incredibly boring Salina to Topeka stretch on Interstate 70, even if it was well out of my way.  The Kansas Turnpike doesn’t have much to view, either, but I don’t take it nearly as often as I do I-70, and thus I don’t get nearly as tired traversing the toll road.

I’m not big on hotel food, but the fare in the concierge lounge this evening–pork tenderloin, roasted potatoes and beef vegetbale soup–was outstanding. Best I’ve ever had at the Overland Park Marriott. The food at the Kansas City Airport Marriott’s concierge lounge was always awesome, but I can’t stay there anymore.

Let’s just say I made a very wise move visiting Buffalo Wild Wings tonight. Got to see some lovely ladies and gentle men, and played a lot of trivia. I promised I had to come back later today.

There’s a comfortable king sized bed with my name on it. Have a good night. And a pleasant later today.

About David

I am a sportswriter for a group of weekly newspapers in small towns across northern Kansas. I grew up in New Orleans, went to college at LSU and wandered in the wilderness until Hurricane Katrina finally put me on the path to my current job.

Posted on June 27, 2014, in Personal and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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