I forgot to post this picture when I did the write-up from the tournament two weekends ago (which was in Lafayette):
That's Gloria--at 4:50 a.m.--heating up a Pop-Tart with a blow dryer. Another 6 a.m. game, no toaster in the room, and it was for Eli's breakfast. And surprisingly, it worked pretty well.
Next trip, we'll be steaming tortillas in the bathroom while we shower.
One more picture from the trip:
I don't even understand the vending machines Louisiana--pork rinds (hot and spicy), "Cajun Crawfish" flavored potato chips, and "Baby back rib" flavored potato chips as well (actually, I almost tried those). Oh, and nacho cheese flavored Bugles, which are the single unhealthiest snack on earth (about 75% of the fat is saturated fat, which I didn't even think was possible for a chip).
They also had Tums in the medicine row, which sounds like a very good idea.
There was this incredibly strange mix of people staying at our (seen better days) hotel, since we're apparently in the three-month window for non-stop Mardi Gras partying, and there was a huge party downstairs. So half the people in the hotel were staying up until 4:30 a.m., and the other half (hockey people) were getting up at 4:30 a.m.