The best weekend of my life. That’s the only way I can describe it. I mean, I hoped I’d get lucky while I was in Louisville for Rav and Lynne’s wedding, but I never expected to get this lucky. Who would have? I guess every once in a while, the planets come into alignment and these unexplainable things happen. And believe me, I’m NOT complaining.
I flew in on Thursday night, staying at Rav’s house that night but in a hotel for the rest of the weekend. The next morning, while Rav and Lynne would be taking care of last minute preparations, I would be picking people at the airport and getting them to the hotel. Rav picked me up at the airport and took me out for a few drinks before we went back to his place and turned in for the night. I was laying in the same bed in the same room I’d stayed in last time I’d visited him about a year and a half ago. It was a fun trip that ended in an unexpected fashion, which I recalled as I lay there.
It had been the morning I was to leave. Rav had gone into work for a couple of hours, allowing me to sleep in, then planned to come back and take me to the airport for my flight home. When I went to take my shower, I noticed that his housemate Kevin’s door was still closed. Knowing that he was at work because he and Rav worked together, I assumed that his girlfriend must have been still in there sleeping. After my shower, I closed the door to the room I was staying in while I got dressed but heard Kevin’s door open and footsteps heading downstairs.