Albany is not a very great place to go for vacation. That is, unless you’re meeting up with some cool friends, which I did… Seriously, I don’t know why it is the capital of New York. My only guess is they don’t want to keep all their eggs in one basket.

[b]Friday[/b]
I get home from work, pack my bags, friends meet at my place, and we head to the airport. Attempt to get tickets (I’m still on the no fly list for some reason, despite the last ticketing person I interacted with saying they got me revoed from it), get tickets, hop on plane, hear the pilot say it is 40 degrees and raining, land, meet up with friends, get lost in their hometown on the way to the hotel, get to the hotel (major dump), get drunk, go to a bar called Madison Grill (yes, we had one of those at JMU, and yes that is why we went there), break a lot of stuff, go to sleep.

[b]Saturday[/b]
Wake up around noon, go to Applebees, watch Doom 3 (does not warrant a review), get back to hotel, get bombed, some older folks (hanging out with 30 year olds isn’t so weird anymore) meet up with us, head to a bar, see an awesome band called Cell 213, tell an old lady I love her jacket because it matches the interior of my car (note: not a great way to begin a conversation), head to another bar, dance the night away, hitch a ride to Dennys, get back to hotel around 630am after witnessing my first snow of the year, pass out.

[b]Sunday[/b]
Wake up around 1030am (yes, 4 hours of sleep), find out our local friends are MIA, hide local friends’ belongings cause we had to go and couldn’t take their shit with us, get lost (bought a video game in this segment of the day because I realized the stores would be closed when I got home), eat at Pancho’s Overpriced Mexican Shack, get to airport, watch football at the bar, head to plane, sit around for plane, get on plane, land at home, go home, install new video game, play new video game, pass out to end a great weekend.

I wish I could add more detail to the weekend, and I will surely add pics when they get online, but most of the weekend can be summed up by “I plead the FIF!” if you know what I mean… I didn’t get to Canada either :crook: