A very brief weekend synopis, and it goes something like this.....
Friday --> Fly to Reno. Hang out with friends.
Saturday --> Fence tourney. Mad dash to airport. Fly home
Sunday noon --> Have lunch. Go to ballet.">
Friday morning: Work.
Friday early afternoon: Get to airport. Flight is delayed due to weather. Get to Reno. It's absolutely gorgeous with the snow capped mountains. COLD as all heck. Check into the Sands Hotel.
Friday late afternoon: Have Italian dinner. Run over to the Hilton, and partake in lots of alky-hol & cigars in a friend's suite.
Friday late evening: Return to Sands. Have late night dessert w/ Klingon & Boy who had to crawl over Donner Pass @ 30mph to Reno because of the snow storm. Crash.
Saturday morning: Wake up. Go back to the Hilton to watch a friend fence, and heckle with others in the peanut gallery. (Said friend hasn't fenced in over 10 years; He did pretty damn well).
Saturday afternoon: Fence Sabre. Did pretty well.
Saturday late afternoon: Still fencing, but had to dump last match to head back to the airport. Get driven furiously back to my hotel, throw everything into the hard case torpedo (aka fencing case), driver drives like maniac to airport.
Saturday early evening: Luckily, Reno airport is empty. Get to my plane just in time to board. Klingon ends up taking 8th place at sabre tourney.
Saturday evening: Get home. Have sushi with my Boy. Cuddle w/ cats. Crash.
Sunday late morning: Get up. Get showered. Get all gussied up. Go to lunch.
Sunday afternooo: Go to 3.5 hour ballet, Romeo & Juliet. Lovely show.
Sunday evening: Crash. :-)
My coach is accusing me of having a rock & roll life style.
Go figure.