The Event- World TeamTennis
Man. Every time I go to Southern California it makes me so happy to be back in Florida. You have no idea.
(I'm sure the folks in California are happy I'm out of their state too...Especially the CHP Troopers and the waitstaff at Barbacoa Breeze on Sunrise in Citrus Heights.)
First the airline report- I got upgrades on both legs of the outbound flight...
Since it was 7.5 hours, I was ecstatic about that...
The movie on the IAH to SNA flight was "Take the Lead" with Antonio Bandaras, which I had no desire to watch. I read my magazines and did a crossword or 3.
My next flight was on Southwest in a couple days...and I was dreading that.
Newport Beach was interesting, to say the least. Right in the heart of the OC...
And it also further confirmed "Uncle Jays California Breast Hypothesis" which states, a) All women in Southern California get breast implants between the ages of 17 and 22
and b) the more physically unattractive the woman, the bigger the implants.
(Hence, the girls with the largest implants should not be looked upon without eye protection.)
Palisades Tennis Club was a nice, if tiny, facility... the people were ok, but they have some strange ideas about running a tennis tournament...(The tournament-supplied beverage for the volunteers that were working out in the sun all day? Warm, damn near hot, Gatorade.)
Just out of curiousity how many handicapped spaces does a TENNIS facility need.
There are 15 handicapped spots in the main lot.
That ADA compliance officer has been working overtime here...
Aside from one small hiccup with the forklifts- (There were two delivered instead of one) setup went ok...
The Internode is a little iffy- sometimes it's up, and sometimes, well, not so much...
The volunteer who is working the scoring table is pretty young, but hopefully he'll be OK.
(Note on 7-14, Based on the last few event days, things have not gone so well for Newport Beach- The Interwub has been hosed several times, and they have had some issues with other parts of operating the software... Not pretty.)
And the real capper for this part of the trip-
What stellar accommodations did the tournament place us in?
Motel 6.
(But in fairness, they did leave the light on for us...)
Onward- to Sacramento
Amazing out-
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