Even with our attempts to completely ignore the Hallmark holiday, the stay ended up being reasonably romantic.
The hotel itself was top notch. A u-shaped driveway teeming with valet staff, a grandiose marble entrance stocked with eager bellhops and clerks, a king-size bed overflowing with no less than 6 crisp, fluffy pillows, and a bathroom supplied with Bath-and-Body-Works personal care products.
We all changed into fancy clothes for dinner and met in the hotel bar for drinks before heading out to our 8 o’clock dinner reservation at the Old Fourth Street Filling Station.
While waiting for the valet to pull our car up, we all silently noticed a very tall handsome basketball-player looking guy to our left. Bridget and I additionally noticed the girl he was with (we were both jealous of how skinny she was in her jeans).
As we piled into the car, we started talking about this couple, about how pretty the girl was and about how the guy must be a basketball player. Tim said he recognized him as one of the players for Wake Forest. Tim also said that when the Wake Forest player pulled out his wallet to pay the valet, he shuffled through a stack of hundred dollar bills.
This began a discussion about how the money was probably given to him by rich supporters, fans and sponsors. Hubby said this type of thing happens all the time, mostly because people feel bad for athletes because they can’t have jobs during the season, so they assume they are broke. I personally have never had sympathy for college athletes, nor will I ever.
We went on to have a wonderful dinner of Brie in croute, crab dip, calamari, Brie and spinach stuffed chicken, seafood ravioli, jambalaya, and rib eye. We drank a Chateau Ste. Michelle “Indian Wells” Merlot and a Luigi Bosca Malbec Reserva from Argentina.
Visit from my sister and niece (Magpie) at the Hanes Mall on Saturday morning.
After a brief Saturday morning shopping excursion to the Hanes mall, hubby and I headed back to Durham to work an evening shift at an event at UNC’s Kenan Center. We were servers at the UNC Women’s Soccer Team Banquet, celebrating their 2008 National Championship title.
But what I found quite coincidental was that before the program began, as us worker bees were setting up tables and linens and place settings, we noticed a man enter the room. He was rather old and feeble and he made a beeline to one of the soccer team assistants. We overheard the old man say, “I’ve got some extra cash I was gonna give to the girls. You don’t mind do you?”
The assistant replied with professionalism, basically saying he could have no part in that and couldn’t support it.
I just thought it interesting to run into this instance of giving money to athletes twice in one weekend. If it doesn’t happen, as so many people will argue, then why did I see proof of it twice in two days?
1 comments:
I can't really comment as to the money exchange with athletes, but wanted to say, it looks like you had a great weekend with the hubby and that's what the hallmark holiday should be all about!!!
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