Saturday 18 February 2012

Introduction and Travelling to the ATC

We decided to meet at a fairly ungodly hour this morning to leave for a something like 14 hour drive from London ON, all the way down to Gainsborough GA (just NE of Atlanta). In my car we had me, Derek Stedman, Claudia 'not contagious' Blandford, Vanessa 'velociraptor' Beland and Jill 'smoker's cough' Moffat.

Our route took us across the border at the undeniably scenic town of Sarnia, After heading south for a while, we ended up on interstate 75, or as it will forever be known - the Waffle House Expressway (literally every exit - not kidding). The highway driving proved to be relatively uneventful  (for us, but we'll get to that later), given the straightness of some of the interstates here rivals that of the attire of an average Western male social science student.

A brief stop for five dollar foot-longs at subway in nobody-cares Kentucky, proved to be more eventful than planned when a kindly gentleman offered to sell us his hunting knife in exchange for gas money. We decided to eat on the road.

The audio entertainment was Grammy worthy to say the least, given that I was going to be driving three girls down in my car and my expectations were not high. However, we enjoyed the aural experience of Michael Chricton's "Jurassic Park", the narration of the female voices left a little bit to be desired. This shortcoming was slightly reconciled by the raptor and t-rex impressions taking place in the back seat during the key action parts.

A slight rain storm reduced visibility and speed for the last hour or so of our drive, however, we managed to make it here safely. The hotel (which will hopefully be starring in a MTV CRIBS style video later this week) is one which, compared to the valueplace Orlando is the Ritz. However, they didn't take too kindly to the whole 'the coach will deal with the bill when he gets here' idea.

Now, on to the more serious and sadder news. Upon arriving at the hotel, we decided to phone Dan 'Dr Dan' Bechard. He informed us that the trailer had a minor 'accident' on the way down and to say the least, some damage has occurred to the boats (and my boat). Fortunately, everyone in the van is safe, and the van itself is safe. That did manage to successfully put a damper on our arrival, and diminish the speed with which we decided to go and get some dinner.

And now: "I'M HUNGRY" - Lex from Jurassic park, say in the most annoying female tone you can possible think of. And so therefore, this is the end for today.

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