Rising earlier than a bunch of college kids has its positives. On Sunday morning before our last game at 11:20, I woke up at before 8am and decided to go exploring. One of the team members had heard that Saint Charles was a sweet little historic town with cobblestone streets. This was not at all evident around our hotel, which was very close to a huge overlit casino, and many chain stores and restaurants.
Undeterred, I asked at the front desk and was told that I could probably walk to the historic district in under twenty minutes. It was cold outside, but not too cold, which was lucky, because my parka, hat and gloves were still locked in the trunk of the car. The walk was well worth it.
I got a hot chocolate to warm my hands as I walked back to the hotel in the modern tacky area of Saint Charles. A pretty good start to an exhausting day.