The best part of the weekend was watching Katrine skate at Summer sizzle. She landed her axels, met her goal of finishing ontime and walked off the ice with a smile on her face. To make that better, my parents and brother and his family were there to watch her. I must say that the dress also looked okay. To top it off she placed 6th (had a slip up in the final seconds of her performance on the loop jump). Not bad considering the morning we had had before making it to the arena.
Glenn and I decided that we should stay over night at a hotel to avoid leaving home early. That way Katrine could have maximum sleep as well as time for a hot breakfast. Help her to be at her best. Sounds like a great plan. Unfortunately it didn’t work that way.
At 5 am we were awoken to a ponding on the door…well it was actually the door of the hotel room that ajoined out room. “Police, open the door.” In my groggy state I am like what the hell. So I go to open the door where I saw a police officer standing shaking her head at me like “Nope lady, wrong door.” Pounding continues as I close the door. “Come out now with your hands up.” (The actual dialogue might be off due to tiredness) I am walking back to the bed when it dawns on me that there are cops outside our room with guns and a guy refusing to open a door next to us as well as a set of doors between our two rooms. Elspeth is scooped up from her sleeping bag at the foot of our bed near said door and into bed with Glenn she goes while I head to Katrine.
By this point the canine unit is joining in. Now that was cool to hear. I mean, the dog was sooo well trained. He barked on a simple command and it had Katrine shaking in her bed. Anyways, more yelling, call for back up, some guys voice next door. Aparrently, he had to put his pants on before he could open the door. Door opening. More calls for lady to exit room. Yelling between lady and guy in hall over who had called the cops. We hear robbery, drugs, adbudtion and are left wondering who the hell we had been sleeping beside all night.
Anyways, it was all over between 5:30 and 6:00. The yelling stopped. Barking stopped. Then we had one girl confused as to where the dog had gone and why she had to go back to sleep when the sun was coming up to play while the other one was working on stopping crying in the other bed. Glenn was trying to convince Elspeth that it was most certainly not time to sleep while I was trying to neither cry nor laugh. No one was truly rested when we headed down for breakfast at 7:00 am. On our way back from breakfast the cops were still there carrying bags from the room.
We were suppose to spend the day with the family but not one of us has the energy. So, we packed up the car after lunch and headed home. And that was the excitement of Katrine’s first competition of the season.