Fear and Loathing in Cape Cod.

I recently bought the DVD Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. It is probably my all time favorite movie. For those of you who have never seen the movie it is about 2 guys who spend a weekend in Las Vegas and go on the craziest bender. They pretty much do every drug in existence while ripping off hotel after hotel. The movie is based on the book written by Hunter S. Thompson. The book I think is supposed to be fiction but, after seeing pictures of Thompson and then watching the movie it seems that the main character is actually him. I believe the movie is about a weekend he actually had in his life. While watching the movie I couldn'€™t believe anyone could actually go on a bender quite like they do in real life. Then I though about a night I had with 2 of my friends back in the summer of 2002. The summer I like the call the '€œVicodin summer of 2002'€. It was the end of June and all my friends were graduating from college and having graduation parties all over the Northeast. It was my friend Nagle'€™s turn and he was having a party at his house up in Boston with almost all of my closest college friends attending. I was picked up by my friends Sean and Gremlin in Hartford and we headed up to bean town in the mid afternoon. Upon arrival the drinking and substance abuse started. I will not get into details but it got ugly quickly. After hours and hours of this we then headed to a hotel in Boston where rooms had been rented so we could spend the night. I am not really sure who had the idea but at about 3:30 am Sean and I decided we might as well drive back to Hartford because we had no interest in sleeping on a hotel floor. I would like to thank that last late night Vicodin for this great decision. Sean and I grab Gremlin and we jump into Sean'€™s Mercedes to start our journey back to Hartford. Somehow I was talked into driving and we hit the road. After about 45 minutes on the road Sean and I realize we are going completely the wrong way. We are heading no-where near Hartford but instead getting closer to Cape Cod. We stop at a gas station to get a map'€¦.Gremlin completely out of his mind starts ripping open bags of chips, slim jims and candy. I don'€™t think he had any idea we were actually in a gas station. It was like his kitchen and he was going to eat whatever he wanted out of the fridge. Needless to say I think I dropped about $50 in there on all the crap he ate because of course he had no money. After analyzing the map we decide we might as well just go to Cape Cod and get a room because it'€™s much closer than Hartford. After about another 20 minutes of driving we hit Cape Cod and start looking for a hotel that'€™s open and has a vacancy. The fact that it is about 5:00am and the sun is starting to come up wasn'€™t helping us much. I can remember Sean and I having a conversation about sleeping in the car in a 7-11 parking lot because we were having no luck finding a hotel. At this point Gremlin is assed out in the back seat stinking up the car with his slim jim eating breath. FINALLY!! A hotel with a light on in the main office and a vacancy sign in the window. We pull into the parking lot and Sean goes in to get a room. Once in the office he can'€™t find anyone working there but he sees one key left on the wall so he takes it. This was the kind of hotel where all the rooms have a door to the outside. I decide to pull up about 50 feet away from the door so they don'€™t know which car is ours. One thing that was freaking us out about the room was the fact that maybe this was an extra key to the room and there were actually people sleeping in the room. I remember telling Sean I'€™ll leave the car on and you go check it out. We decide to wake up belligerent Gremlin to check it out first'€¦.What a great idea. After he storms into the room and turns the light on we realize the room is empty and we go to bed. 5 hours later I wake up to the maid knocking on the door'€¦All freaked out I'€™m like doods, '€œIt'€™s time to get the fuck outta here!'€ So after Sean takes a shower we get in the car and bomb out of the parking lot, key in hand. We begin heading for the Connecticut border as fast as we can. Well after we stopped at the beach, Wendys and Kmart to get some Advil for our aching bodies. When I think about that night much of it is a blur and I am amazed I wasn'€™t sitting in a Cape Cod jail that night. But if you ever need a place to stay in Cape Cod I think Sean still has the key. $20 a night.