Omaha - Round 2

Like I said, I had a really chilled weekend - by "chilled" I mean that I only had to work about 2 hours on Saturday. But it's back to the grindstone here in Omaha, Ne. It amazes me how I'm so busy in such a slow town. This was the airport when I got in.


I sat next to an Aussie on the plane. How's this, for some reason I asked if he was British. That pissed him off just as much as it does when people ask if I'm Aussie! I have know idea what made me say that. For someone who has does more accents than he does chicks (even here in loose America), I should've really recognised the Aussie twang! Luckily he got over it quickly, so we had good chats about rugby, cricket and dof Americans.

Staying again at the Marriot. Finally, they've realised that I am a PIMP and I've been upgraded to Elite Member status. Which means a king-sized bed and chocolates on the pilllows. Yip, that's about it.



Remember, this is Omaha, so don't expect any interesting pics. The snaps of my hotel room are as interesting as its gonna get. Unless, of course I find me a Omaha skank to entertain...