After our trek all over Portland, Beaverton, Aloha, and who the hell knows where else, Todd and I determined that it was time to relax in the hotel. The previous day’s activities had really worn us out, what with all the driving and Dance Dance Revolution, along with visiting OMSI and watching Episode II on the dome screen like that. It was a lot of fun, but also very taxing on our aging bodies. *old-sounding grunt* I didn’t wake up until lunch, and luckily arrived in time to pick up
Seeing the same sights as we did last night, without the company in the car, it was simply not the same. Knowing Todd as well as I do, I knew that if I did not bring back something to eat, we would have to go out and get something anyway. We had had McDonald’s last night and so when I swung back around the corner of 158th and Walker, I noticed that there were only two or three other places to grab something to eat. There was a Snapper’s (I think), which appeared to only serve fried seafood and other seafood-like things. I went up to the drive-through window, only to be turned away because they did not take any ATM/Debit cards. The Fred Meyer’s was just right there, so I drove over and got out and walked to the ATM machine inside the huge store. It was temporarily out of service, so I just said, “Fuck it.” I bought a couple Hungry Man dinners from the grocery store side of the place and a two-liter bottle of Cherry Coke and drove back to the hotel room, where he was very ravenous. He ate both dinners in a matter of a half hour (wait time included), and so for the rest of the day we watched movies on the in-room entertainment system.
The first movie we watched was “Mister Deeds” with Adam Sandler and Winona Ryder. It was pretty funny, and we enjoyed ourselves. Right about then, we encountered a small dilemma about the fact that neither of us had planned on bringing clothes for one more day. An incredibly shortsighted move on our part, I know, but we pack as light as possible. I went in search of a laundromat, but after talking with the front desk, they remarked that they had guest laundry facilities on-site. “Great! Then, I just go over to the store and get detergent?” I had asked. “Well, no,” she had said. “I think you have to buy laundry products from us. But let me check with my manager, can you wait for a moment?” Not a problem, as I had figured on it not being long. Imagine my surprise, twenty minutes later when I finally got my answer. Turns out the manager was at another Hilton (in Portland) and this was like the front desk girl’s first week or something like that. Not daunted, I went back to the room where Todd had already started watching “Signs” with Mel Gibson, and gave him the news. For all of that wait, we did not do laundry. Bleh.
By that time,
With the pizza nearly gone, we had to hurry up and go back to get Jaxom. It was already getting close to his bedtime. On the way back, though, I did want to check out the Fred Meyer’s electronics section. See, the first night I was there, I had to go to “Freddie’s” for some toiletries. I ran out of deodorant and I needed toothpaste, as well as some snacks for the hotel room. While there,
Day Four soonish!