Monday, June 28, 2010
Ramblings: Hotel Cali and Mustachios
Then yesterday morning Jeremy took off on the week long trip to Hong Kong that I've been dreading for months. (How come these trips never fall during the kids' school year?) Luckily, the week long trip to LA that was supposed to happen the days immediately before was postponed until later in the summer. And another two day trip to Houston was canceled. So the three weeks of travel got widdled down to one for him, and my remote possibility of staying mentally stable without any nighttime backup at least slightly increased.
He's been a bit nervous about the 15 hour flight he had to take from San Francisco to Hong Kong. But considering he can sleep ANYWHERE (and has--including the mortifying time he fell asleep in the HUGE physical science lecture class we took together in college and then--how should we say--passed gas for the entire class to hear) I didn't think the flight would be a big deal. Plus, he gets his own little cubicle with personal recliner, tv, etc. So cry me a river. I'd LOVE to go sleep for 15 hours straight without someone asking me to turn on cartoons or the daily morning wakeup call for chocolate milk. BECAUSE DON'T YOU KNOW??! FOUR YEAR OLDS SHRIVEL UP AND DIE IF NOT FED CHOCOLATE MILK WITHIN 7 MINUTES OF WAKING UP. They are their own unique kind of gremlin. I did get a little worried when he called me yesterday afternoon when they arrived in San Francisco after less than a four hour flight that he said "felt like lasted forever." Ok. Now do that times five and you'll be there!
But I'm guessing Jason didn't do it-- I should've slipped him these ideas at the concert the night before--because Jeremy called an hour ago and they just got to the hotel. No mention of permanent marker drawings on his face during his Ambien coma. It's weird that I'm here fixing the gremlins chocolate milk and he's about to go to dinner.
The first thing the cab driver told them they could do while they were there is visit a hot part of town where there were good bars and lots of "easy" Thai women, but rest assured, "they're not prostitutes, they're free--but you do have to buy them a nice meal." How pleasant.
And a friend from church hooked him up with the name of a tailor near the hotel that will make him some custom suits and shirts for cheap. He'll be measured for his Christmas present early.
Nice to know he'll have plenty of things to do in his free time. And if anyone happens to be on a flight from Hong Kong to Dallas in a week sees this guy asleep...
please whip out your sharpie and do me proud.