Category: It Can Be Fun To Run Away
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Chicago Again
It was sometime during this stay that I ticked over into a higher category of loyalty membership for the Hilton conglomerate; I’m assuming by nights stayed or total stays, because I’m sure as hell not worth it for dollars spent. Not with the number of cheap advance deals I’m using. The first thing I did…
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The Cardinal
Train leaves Indy at 6am. Which sucks. I packed my bags on Sunday night, post-gaming, and got to bed at maybe 1am. Had an early alarm set, and for some reason 3am was the time I’d decided made sense. It did allow me to have a shower and check carefully to make sure I’d not missed anything.…
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4 Days In Indianapolis
I slept in a lot that first day. Not having made it to the room until … well, I’m not actually sure, but maybe 1am? … did not make for an overwhelming urge to get out of bed. Also, the blinds on the window were really good, possibly because of the constantly-lit carpark right outside.…
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Chicageau
There’s not a huge amount to report from Chicago. I mean, I did things, but they were ‘catching up with friends’ sort of things, which don’t lend themselves to photos. That said; I played some board/card games, such as this one, where you’re building dirigibles. Sadly, you’re not then doing battle with said dirigibles, but maybe there’s…
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The City of New Orleans, which spends most of it’s time nowhere near the City of New Orleans
I figured that, as the street car which runs right to New Orleans Union Passenger Terminal goes right up Canal Street, outside the hotel, getting to the station would be easy. Except they don’t; Not anymore. It’s just that the maps & signs don’t tell you that. If I hadn’t told one of the other streetcar…
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Saint Louis Cemetery No. 1 (Leaving New Orleans)
First thing on today’s schedule, after a shower, was The Packing Of The Baggage. Then the eating of the breakfast. As has become traditional, here’s the view during breakfast; No Beignets today; I ate at the hotel restaurant, for I had things to do. Such things. On the bus tour yesterday, we stopped for…
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Hoo Dat? (New Orleans, Day Three)
Today started with the world’s messiest donut for breakfast. It’s traditional, and therefore I cannot be judged for my breakfast choices. Don’t blame me; I don’t make the rules. Post-Beignets, I took one of those hop-on hop-off bus trips, though I didn’t do any hopping, just enjoyed the tour guide’s commentary and basked in the…
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I Got Bourbon Faced On Shit Street (New Orleans, Day Two)
For the record, these titles are slogans from t-shirts I’ve seen in the stores here. Like most places, almost all the stores have basically the same designs at around the same prices. Today’s alleged plan was to wander through the French Quarter, soak up the feel of the place, maybe do a tour if I…
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Who’s Your Crawdaddy? (New Orleans, Day One)
This is my room, with an unfeasible number of pillows and a sort of cushioned pool noodle thing. And a view of Canal Street. And hotel corridors which are … a little unusual in the lighting department. That said, the whole hotel is a bit unusual. Interesting lobby music though, which is a nice change.…
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Sunset Limited
Got as much sleep as I could in Sauna 307, and the packing up process went very smoothly. Maybe I’m getting better at that part. Taking a bus to the station was the easiest approach, and the only trouble I had was looking for the stop on the wrong side of the road. It’d have been…