Hello from Orlando. The flight down was a peach ... easy, but behind me were two 50-something guys ... "above the belt" guys ... whose drawl and volume only increased as the beers kept flowing. They didn't look like anyone named Bubba, but I still felt like I was on the infield at Daytona.
And now that I'm in Orlando, I'm staying here. This hotel is an entirely self-contained world ... all the stores, restaurants, and rooms you could want, securely contained within a glass-enclosed atrium. It reminds me very much of this. You'd think it was very Boba Fett, but it's really very Bubba. Stay here ... and never leave (except, that is, to catch the bus here). I wonder if the guys from the plane are in the room across the hall.
I know this sounds snooty and cynical. I should look on the bright side. It is warm. It is Florida. And as my bride told me earlier, it’s not here.
Yeah buddy, just be happy you're not in the city of potholes, gray skys, and nasty people...so much for midwesterners...
Posted by: CB at June 4, 2003 07:14 AMdo you think even midwesterners like to include detroit as part of their region?
Posted by: kate at June 4, 2003 10:46 AMNo, we don't. We prefer to think of the midwest as Wisconsin--and maybe Minnesota and Iowa. Illinois and Michigan don't count.
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