31 Days of Jet Travel, 12 Hours between Flights, 2 Friends, 1 Incredible Adventure
This was one of the most fun days we’ve had yet. We arrived in Sacramento greeted by car service provided by Corporate Transport Solutions, our new official transportation coordinator (www.ctslimo.com).
After a short ride from the Airport into Old Sacramento, we pulled up to the Delta King hotel. Now this is no normal hotel, it’s a retired steam paddle boat. Upon arrival I had the strong urge to find a lounge, light up a cigar and start playing poker with Maverick and the gang.
Clark just got himself a Blackberry and hasn’t quite mastered changing timezones with it yet. What does this mean? It means he starts kicking me violently at 2:30 am trying to convince me it’s 5:30 in the morning and the TV crew is waiting for us. Oh, it also means he called the producer at 2:30 in the morning to see where she was. Turns out she was in bed sleeping. Neither her nor I were amused.
Eventually 5:30 am did in fact roll around and it was actually time to get up. We wandered down to the front of the hotel and the phrase “blown away” doesn’t begin to describe our reaction to what we walked into: Full TV crew, live feed van, and a massive limo bus. For three dudes. That’s right, three guys, one limo party bus. That’s how we roll.
After a quick meet and greet with Mark S. Allen from CW31 in Sacramento, and Chris Quinn, the owner of Corporate Transport Solutions, it was time to do our first live shot. I nailed it like the natural I am. No nerves, I looked beautiful and I pronounced my own name correctly. Clearly, a star is born.
During our live teaser spot, as we call it in the industry, we were informed that the CW set up a little adventure for us. Clark and I were going to go on something called “the Screamer,” which is basically this long post with two seats at the end that spins around and tries to scare the crap out of you. Sounds like a blast. So off we went.
Now, when you’re about to experience some crazy g-forces in all sorts of directions, it’s always a good idea to stop by Denny’s for a quick breakfast. So that’s exactly what we did. If you’ve never had a Grand Slam Wrap (yeah, wrap)—don’t. It’s one of the most awful things I’ve ever eaten. Take a grand slam (eggs, sausage, pancakes, syrup, biscuit) and put it in a tortilla. Yeah there was syrup in the tortilla. Gross.
At this point, my stomach was already not loving me for downing what had to be a minimum of 2,000 calories of the most processed, unhealthy food on the planet. Whenever my body decides I’m doing something bad to it, I just have to up the punishment level so it knows not to act up in the future. Obviously in this scenario it meant strapping into the Screamer and seeing if the ride operators could assist me in refunding the Grand Slam Wrap that was slowly digesting. Check the video, it really shouldn’t be called the “Screamer” as much as it should be called the “Giggle Machine” because that’s really all that happened. It was a good time. (Video on its way.)
After Clark and I regained our balance and stopped sounding like 13 year old girls meeting John Mayer, we got in the party bus and headed to do our first Live studio segment (watch it here, here and here).
This was totally a trip. It was our first time in a green room, our first time on a studio set (that was really, really impressive), and my first time dealing with multiple cameras to look into.
The best part about being us right now (aside from limo rides everywhere, free hotel rooms and being showered in free drinks) is meeting people who have careers we’d kill for and all they do is tell us how awesome we are and how much they want to be us. Today we heard this from about half a dozen news anchors and reporters, so that ruled.
Mark told us to head to Mecca Club after Good Day Sacramento and have a couple pitchers on him. This sounded like a fantastic idea and that’s precisely what we did. Upon arrival at Mecca it was clear that this was our kind of place. I mean, it was 11:30 in the morning and the bar was packed and the majority of patrons had clearly been drinking for awhile. The beer at Mecca was probably the coldest I’ve ever drank, and after a hard day being on television there’s nothing better than a cold, cold beer.
Since there’s not a ton of stuff to do in Sacramento during the day, we figured now would be a good chance to hit up a college campus and check out the local chapter of TKE (Clark’s Fraternity). On our way to UC Davis we stopped by Vince’s for what we were told are the best steak sandwiches anywhere. TOTALLY FALSE INFORMATION. These things aren’t even in the same class as the Pink’s steak sandwich. I mean, I hesitate to call it a steak sandwich, that’s how insulting it is to compare the culinary masterpiece from the Pink to this impostor.
After meeting up with some of Clark’s brothers and teaching college kids some lessons we’ve learned in life, we all felt it was time for a nice relaxing swim. We took a quick trip over to a brother’s apartment and relaxed for a few hours before heading to the airport for yet another flight.
Sacramento was a fun city and being on Good Day Sacramento was an amazing experience.
See ya in Tampa, kids!
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