One of the best vacations… EVER!!! Hehehehehe!

SkySkrape, Me, Chuck and Lynda at Metropolis

It started a little rough, I’ll admit. My flight was at 6:05am, meaning I had to leave my place at 4am to be at LAX no later than 4:30. Well , my girl Phoenix and I were supposed to go together, as I had mentioned, but I sent Phoenix a text message around midnight asking her about the XRCO Awards, and in turn I ended up getting a call and comforting her over some mishaps. She had some personal things to take care of and didn’t want to leave. As much as I LOVE her, I was a bit upset. I wouldn’t have minded going to Montreal by myself because I had a lot of friends already out there, but my big concern was, “I don’t wanna go to the fights by myself!” lol. I immediately got on the phone with my girl friend Lynda, who’d been dying to go anyway, and TOLD her to pack her bags! Of course, you can’t transfer a plane ticket from one name to another, so I ended up finding a cheap plane ticket (for $550), last minute, but on a different flight than mine. Whatever… we were going! So, Lynda came over at about 2am, helped me pack my bags, drove me to the airport at 4, went home to pack her bags, and her flight was at 11:55am. I got to Montreal around 7pm, and Lynda was due in at midnight.

I made my way through customs, got my bags, stopped at an ATM to get Canadian cash, and headed for the hotel. When I arrived at the Marriott Chateau Champlain, it was a mob scene outside! I didn’t realize that ALL the fighters were staying there! Wow!!! People waiting outside with cameras, t-shirts, posters, etc., waiting for their favorite fighters to walk by. Well, I got to my room, showered, started getting ready for my hosting event with TapouT at Opera. I’d been texting Skrape (one of the owners of TapouT) and we planned on meeting and heading to the party all together since he knew I was solo for a few hours. I also managed to get a hold of Chuck after weigh-ins, so I want to his room that was just one floor above me, to say hello. When I walked in, there was a small group hanging out, including his brother, his assistant, his daughter, and a couple friends. They were all chatting over the TV and talking about plans for the weekend. I hung around for about 30 minutes and skipped out on dinner with the group due to the fact that I had to get my ass ready for this party!

I went to Skrape’s hotel, The Queen Elizabeth, around 10pm. Our plan was to leave early, about 10:30, but, of course, we ran late! Skrape and I hung out and chatted for a while in his room while he got ready. We eventually met Dan (aka Punkass) and their assistant in the lobby around 11:30. Of course, they got hassled for a few pictures. Skrape also decided to help me out with a little free publicity by pulling me into pics and introducing me. Hey, I’ll take what I can get! Hahaha! We finally rolled out to Opera around midnight.

Skrape and I (and bottles of Moet!) at Opera

We got to the club around 12:10, and went straight to out VIP tables. Once again, fans, fans, and more fans EVERYWHERE. Fans of TapouT, fans of mine, old friends, new friends, etc. It was a good group. We had HUGE bottles of Moet and Belvedere flowing and we enjoyed ourselves amongst UFC Ring Girls Edith and Logan, UFC commentator Mike Goldberg, Fighters Gray Maynard and Tyson Griffin, a couple Chargers players, and a bunch of others. I also modeled the new TapouT clothing (and bikini!) in the fashion show. All the while, Lynda was landing, the airline delayed her bag, and she was checking into the hotel.

The club closed at 3am, and we headed back to the Queen Elizabeth. Lynda was ready to get out on the town at that point, so she met us in Skrape’s room, then we all headed out to a little cafe around the corner and enjoyed some cheese pizza and poutine… which we now LOVE!!! The running joke all weekend: “Let’s get some Pu-Tang!” Hahahaha!

Lynda and I at Metropolis

Lynda and I got back to out hotel around 5am and passed out. I woke up at about 3pm to her taking pictures of me sleeping! (Not flattering!) And, since Lynda didn’t have her bags, we went shopping!!! Leaving the hotel, I was approached by a group of about 5 young men, all with stacks of 8×10′s for me to sign. I signed autographs and took pictures for about 10 minutes, and we continued to St. Catherine to shop. We saw a really cool scarf in the window at a store, so we treated Skrape to a costume-gift. Lynda purchased some necessities, including lots of makeup so she could get through the weekend. We rushed back to the hotel to be ready by 9pm for the fights.

We both looked gorgeous for the fights and enjoyed a few drinks from our seats. We were disappointed over Chuck’s loss, and extremely disappointed in Silva’s fight because it practically put us to sleep! Skrape went backstage after Chuck’s loss, and texted me during Silva’s fight to meet him outside so we could head to Metropolis for the after-party.

Lynda and I

The after-party had a GREAT turnout! We all drank from the unlimited Belvedere bottles, posed for the constant flashes from photographers and, of course, enjoyed ourselves. Chuck and Anderson Silva were both in great spirit considering their fights.

The club shut down around 3am, and, after sitting around for a bit afterwards chatting with everyone, we headed to the limo. We dropped off Lynda at the Marriott where Skrape couldn’t avoid more fan pictures. Of course, I was spotted in the car and had to step out for a few, as well. I didn’t spend the night in my own room that night, but I strolled in and woke up Lynda around 2:30 the next afternoon!

Lynda, Skrape and Me at Metropolis

Sunday was a lazy day. We did NOTHING but lay around, visit Chuck in his room for a bit, and lay around some more! We did have a nice group dinner at a great sushi restaurant with Chuck and EVERYONE, and from there we went to Opera… again! We got a couple tables and a lot of vodka! By 1am, we were DONE! I didn’t realize that I drank way too much sake at dinner and way too many Vodka and cranberries until I got back to the room and puked… twice! Ewww!!! I’m a ‘special occasion’ kind of drinker, so this weekend was way too much for me to handle and it all came up! So much for spending my last night there with my guy! Ugh!!!

Gray Maynard, Lynda and I, and Tyson Griffin at Opera

Lynda’s flight was a 9am, so she packed early and let me sleep. She said goodbye as she snuck out. My alarm went off at noon, and I had a flight at 4. Customs was a nightmare, as always, but I made it through without vomiting! I tried to gag down a burger from Burger King (greasy food usually helps a hangover), but I took about three bites and I was done! I slept on the plane, barely made my second flight out of Chicago, and enjoyed ‘Marley and Me’ on the flight into LAX. Lynda picked me up at the airport at about 10pm and we headed home, reminiscing about our fabulous weekend.