There are a ton of Canadians here. They just keep busing them in. And there's at least 2 separate groups of about 10 drunk, 20 or 30 something guys that are fueling each other and going vacation crazy. By the poolside they sweep over females like locusts over a crop.

Linz was tired last night so we were back in the room by 10:45. As I was falling asleep around 4 AM and watching the ESPN rerun of 42,000 screaming fans at Skydome nearly cheer their Canadian squad back against the Americans in the top of the ninth in the Classico Mundial de Biesbol, I was serenaded by a mighty drunk and mighty loud chorus of O Canada coming from the bar. I slept like a baby.