[WBB fan]

Mine is a WBB story, too. After using frequent flyer miles to get my freshman dorm mate and myself to the Final Four in Knoxville in 1990, she returned the favor as we made our way to the 1991 regionals in Las Vegas in her Honda CRX. We left after work, cruising down I-5 and then east on I-15 before hitting total gridlock in the middle of the night as we approached Tehachapi Pass. Thankfully, there were blankets in the car as we were stuck in sub-freezing temps for 3 or 4 hours. When traffic started moving again, we passed hundreds of jugs of Gallo wine which had been deposited by a jackknifed big rig. We made it to our hotel in Vegas and got in a nap before rooting on the Cardinal to another Final Four (in New Orleans where they lost in the semis to eventual champ Tennessee). The trip to the Final Four in Los Angeles the following year was less eventful (and more satisfying!).

Love this trip to Vegas story. We were there too. I had broken my leg a week earlier skiing, so driving was a bit difficult ( and I do most of the family driving on our road trips). We had a bunch of frequent flyer miles that were going to expire. Couldn't think of anything we wanted to do in Vegas other than go to the regional. So we flew to Vegas for the semis, took a cab to UNLV. After the game was over, took a cab back to the airport and flew home. Two nights later, flew back to Vegas for the final. Again, a cab to UNLV for the game. After the game, a cab back to the airport and again flew home. Next weekend, we flew to New Orleans for the final four, stayed there the whole weekend.

[WBB fan]

Mine is a WBB story, too. After using frequent flyer miles to get my freshman dorm mate and myself to the Final Four in Knoxville in 1990, she returned the favor as we made our way to the 1991 regionals in Las Vegas in her Honda CRX. We left after work, cruising down I-5 and then east on I-15 before hitting total gridlock in the middle of the night as we approached Tehachapi Pass. Thankfully, there were blankets in the car as we were stuck in sub-freezing temps for 3 or 4 hours. When traffic started moving again, we passed hundreds of jugs of Gallo wine which had been deposited by a jackknifed big rig. We made it to our hotel in Vegas and got in a nap before rooting on the Cardinal to another Final Four (in New Orleans where they lost in the semis to eventual champ Tennessee). The trip to the Final Four in Los Angeles the following year was less eventful (and more satisfying!).

Love this trip to Vegas story. We were there too. I had broken my leg a week earlier skiing, so driving was a bit difficult ( and I do most of the family driving on our road trips). We had a bunch of frequent flyer miles that were going to expire. Couldn't think of anything we wanted to do in Vegas other than go to the regional. So we flew to Vegas for the semis, took a cab to UNLV. After the game was over, took a cab back to the airport and flew home. Two nights later, flew back to Vegas for the final. Again, a cab to UNLV for the game. After the game, a cab back to the airport and again flew home. Next weekend, we flew to New Orleans for the final four, stayed there the whole weekend.