Hamilton, never again

Hamilton proved to be the exception to the Canada-is-fab rule. The whole city - and our hotel was in the centre of the city - was rundown, dirty and a bit scary. Our hotel was almost total fiasco - literally the only thing that worked was the internet booking. And ok, we had two beds in our room which was clean - but that was about it. None of the things advertised by the hotel were there - no restaurants, no room service, no gym, no pool, no breakfast, nothing. Nada. Zilch. Funnily enough the service guide in the room stated that the hotel attempted to provide us with the service that we deserve - so maybe it tells more about us than them. As far as we could see there was one person working there at any one time, another one at the parking lot, and yes, they both did the same jobs as the really nice guy that helped me to park my car in the evening was behind the counter to check us out on Wednesday.

After we'd gotten to the hotel and found out that neither the restaurants or room service was available, Dragon offered to go out and scout the situation and bring us some food. After food we walked couple of blocks to the Copps Colliseum where our evening's entertainment Smackdown, waited for us. We got into another queue and waited, again, as everything in Hamilton seemed to either not work or work poorly. We had good seats on the seventh row again behind Cole and Tazz, and both of my signs made it to telly.

The crowd was worst of the lot though. They seemed a bit new to the whole thing and although there were generally very enthusiastic, there were some real idiots in our section, and rest of them seemed to lack direction. Also the taping wasn't nearly as well organised as the RAW taping - at RAW the announcers kept the crowd up-to-date on what was going to happen at any one time, whereas at Smackdown things just happened and the crowd was left wondering what was going to happen next. To top all that one of our favourite wrestlers, Eddie Guerrero, got into a heated argument with couple of idiots in the first row which totally ruined his mood (rightly or most likely wrongly), and it unfortunately reflected on his performance and he wasn't his typical joking happy self.

The fact that the evening wasn't a total success was probably a combination of different things - the previous night had been such a huge experience that nothing was going to top that, we were pretty tired and had a long day, Hamilton sucked and the hotel was a disappointment, there were idiots in the crowd (who just don't realise that they are not going to make it to the telly, they're just ruining other people's mood with their stupid jokes), organisation of the event was bad, and the episode we saw was a mediocre one. I wouldn't say it was a bad event - it was a cool experience nonetheless - but definetly the weakest one of the three we saw.

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