Speaking of the steakhouse restaurant, they seemed to have chronic problems venting the grills and we frequently encountered great plumes of smoke there. The general haze here was typical.




This was on the morning of our departure, so the smiles were mostly forced.




In order to maintain our 8-consecutive-days-of-drinking streak alive, which each had a drink from the bar in the lobby before heading out to catch the bus back to the airport. This is what a "Blue Ocean" does to your tongue.




It almost turned into a good thing that they were making us head out to the airport four hours before our flight because we certainly had to wait a while to get there. This bus could have taken us to the airport, but it was quickly filled by those Bell employees we talked about earlier. And then so was the next bus. Finally we were allowed on the third bus, which still wasn't enough as some people had to wait for a fourth.

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