We landed on Thursday afternoon. Tulsa International Airport has a Starbucks. And a store called This Land Press which store basically sells shit with the outline of the state of Oklahoma printed on it, as well as various magazines and media featuring anything and everything related to living in Oklahoma, being in Oklahoma, visiting Oklahoma, Oklahoma history, the future of Oklahoma, current affairs in Oklahoma, events in Oklahoma, eating in Oklahoma, celebrities associated for one reason or another with the state of Oklahoma, etc. Both are in Terminal B. And actually there are two Starbucks, the on in Terminal B and another outside security in the general public area. And there’s a mural too. It’s big and has pretty colors.
Outside it’s so hot that being alive is more painful and tedious than usual.
For example, shortly after exiting the airport Keiran asked me where I thought the Enterprise Rental Counter was, like actually, because it wasn’t, in our opinion—and this is based on our conversation with the Enterprise Customer Advocate at the Enterprise Rental Counter on the inside, as well as some green/black/white signage—where it was supposed to be. Anyway, I thought about it, and in the process I almost passed out because of the strain thinking puts on the human body in this kind of heat and humidity. At that point I made a decision to do all my subsequent thinking before going outside for the duration of my visit to Oklahoma.
- In the parking lot Keiran and I spoke with Anna Christiansen.
- We drove to the Hyatt Regency.
- We ate dinner at Tallgrass Prairie Table. It was okay.
- The next morning we did some partying with LA Sweat.
- Later that afternoon the race was super sweet.
- This list would be longer but I have to finish it because Kevin Edward Brown (Manual for Speed’s publisher) has to leave in five minutes, and plus this entry is already really late. Apparently his parents are in town and they’re driving to Seattle to visit Kevin’s brother. Who lives in Seattle.