Day 1 Part 3 aka YEP... still in Buffalo
So after Mellyman and I had our PF Changs lunch we decided to go check into our hotel and do a little bit of shopping. You see, our plane wasn't due to leave till the next day (Monday July 13th) but at 5:30 a.m. And that meant we would have to get up at like 12:00 a.m. to be at the airport for 4:30. So we decided to spend the night at a Park and Fly across from the airport. We've done it lots before. Takes the pressure off of worrying about traffic and crossing the border in the middle of the night. And, also, some people can actually get some sleep that night. Before the flight.
Just not me.
Mellyman had booked our Park and Fly and he said it was a great deal. Like the cheapest one online.
Errr. Huh? Hummmm. That kinda worries Me(l). But whatever. We were going to Disney!!!!! All was right with the world and I wasn't going to worry for a second about our Park and Fly hotel near the airport. I was just going with the flow and being stress free. And care free. And gluten free.
Ha!!! I'll NEVER be gluten free!!! I love me some gluten. In fact I should have noted a "high gluten diet" restriction on all of our ADRs.
And so. Because I wasn't worrying. I immediately asked Mellyman if our hotel was Hampton Inn and Suites? Cause that one is nice. I like that one.
But of course it wasn't. Mellyman said it was called Quality Inn Buffalo Airport. It was a great price. And right across from the airport and would take us in a shuttle with our luggage to catch our flight. Bright and early.
Ok. Fine.
We got from Walden Galleria to the airport area with no problem and I spied the green Quality Inn sign down the road. Ok we're here. Parked and went in to check in. So far. It's alright. Like clean enuff. And it looks fine. Mellyman checks in and that takes a bit of time and then he comes back to where I'm sitting. Impatiently reading the "Discover Buffalo" magazine. (I discovered that I don't ever WANT to discover Buffalo btw)
That's not how that's supposed to work. I think.
Mellyman looks kinda crabby. Staring at the bill in his massive hand. And he tells me that they overcharged him for the room from what he was supposed to pay with the online deal. How much??? I ask. It's Five Dollars. $5. So... no biggie then. Let's just go and get our stuff and get rolling. NO Tide. But... OF COURSE we can't. Because Mellyman always says that if you take care of the pennies the pounds will take care of themselves. And yada yada blah. I honestly am not sure what he's talking about. Pounds??? Cause we have dollars here. Or loonies. To be more precise. We do not have pounds. But...then...again maybe I'm not listening well enuff to Mellyman.
What he's probably is saying is this: If you take care of the beers the pounds will take care of themselves.
Yep.
That's gotta be it. Heheheh. Poor Mellyman. Mean Me(l).
So he got his huge butt refund and we headed to our room at The QUALITY INN.
Opened the door. Stepped into the room and back into time. Somewhere in the late 1970's to early 1980's. I know this because there was green fuzzy textured wallpaper. At least I hope it was wallpaper. And thick fuzzy velveteen curtains. And a really big thick tv. Yeah baby. Not a wide flat screen. But a big thick square box tv.
Oh boy.
I hope it's a COLOUR TV!!!! I hope Happy Days is on!
Mellyman:
I actually started to laugh cause Mellyman looked really bummed out too.
Mellyman: Oh man. This place is a dive.
Me(l): Yes. We're definitely getting bedbugs tonight.
Mellyman: Sorry Mel. This sucks.
Me(l): Don't sweat it. Just let me do two things.
Mellyman: Wipe down all surfaces with Lysol Wipes in the handy travel pack size? Twice?
Me(l): Ha! But no. This: HEY KOOL-AID!!!!!
And the second thing was I did The Hustle. The Van McCoy Hustle.
(don't
youtube that or you'll be sorry. Stuck in your head all day long. Trust Me(l)!!)
No.
Do it. Do it. Do it. Do it. Do the hustle. Do the hustle. Doot doot doot do doot doot do do do. Do the hustle.
Anywho... Yeah. Room was gross, dirty and depressing. So we left to find a liquor store. Heheheh. But we actually did. Because Mellyman wanted to pick up a couple bottles of his favourite premium tequila that is like less than half the price of what it sells for in Canada at our L.C.B.O. And I wanted to tag along and marvel at how ugly American liquor stores are. Like the ones we have in Canada are actually beautiful. Nicely decorated. New. Tasteful. Like a Whole Foods. But for lushes. Then again. Our prices are like double or thriple what yours are. Thus. Maybe we don't. Got something going on.
Then we got gas.
Again. Way cheaper. dam nit!
And headed to my preferred shopping spot. Which was WEGMANS!!!!
Oh sweet Wegmans!!!! Home of all my lil treatsies that are not available in Canada: Chiavetta's marinade, Good Seasons Italian Dressing, Combos, these pretzel cheese sandwich thingies I forgot their name, Flipside crackers, oyster crackers, Campbell's Cream of Shrimp soup, dried meat in a jar, Nutter Butters, Fluffernutter, oh man!!!! Especially Nutter Butters and Fluffernutter to make homemade Fluffernutterbutters.
As you can see: I am a true foodie. Highbrowish. Even.
a la Homer Simpson
Cheers, Mel.
Edited to add: We still got one more chapter in Buffalo. Sorry. I can't like to rush things.