Best time ever. I tell you what, when there is dancing on the program, East Coast people (or maybe it's just non-Mormons?) actually get up and dance -- younger, older, couples, singles, those with rhythm and those without. It was awesome. The dance floor drew more and more people as the night went on. Nothing is better than going out on there and letting loose with the music while singing along loudly with the band. We had a crazy good time.
We danced until midnight, then people sort of dissipated to after parties or to pick up their cars from the valet service. My friend Lindsay and I chillaxed in the lobby while she waited for the taxi line to dwindle down, then I went back to my room and watched tv on my giant flat screen until 2 am.
I'm so glad I stayed over. It was totally worth it to be able to get ready at the venue and not worry about being late. It was also nice to have a landing spot to ditch my shoes and other things as the night wore on, and to not think about traveling home (even though I live like 10 minutes away) once the party was over.
This morning I woke up, took a bath in the big tub, ate the chocolate covered strawberries I took from the party last night, cleaned up my gigantic mess, then ordered room service (not good) and watched more tv. It's so nice to have tv every once in a while.
I stayed in my room until 30 minutes before check-out, then I took a cab down Pennsylvania back to the Hill.
On the way home I saw some protesters far away on the Capitol lawn that were a mix of Tea Cuppers and immigration proponents. I wonder how they got along...
As soon as I got back into my room I cleared off my bed and crashed for many hours. I'll probably be up all night, but that's okay because tomorrow I'm catching a 6 am flight to Texas. Yeehaw!