Ok, I guess PG & Mike aren't going to say anything about the rest of the week, so I'm baaaaack! (for those of you who didn't see the DJ/LJ posts).
Wednesday...got up early for class, did all of that stuff, and returned to the hotel shortly before 5:00. Started watching the 1st episode of Charmed, unwound a bit from the day, and eventually thought I should probably call PG & Mike to see if they were in or not (seein' as how they would have no idea when I got back from class). Called to front desk to see which room they were in (coulda sworn it was 143, so it's a good thing I didn't call direct *G*), got put through instead and told 'em to come on up to my room. We hung out there till a little after 6:00 (enough time to see the beginning of the 2nd Charmed episode and to warn Mike not to get any RP ideas from the story) and headed out.
Headed out, you say? For where? Why the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Museum of course! Way in town from where we were staying but Mike had printed out step by step (or, rather, turn by turn) driving directions. Of course, such things are often confusing, especially with two Phaels in the front seat, so we got turned around a little bit a few times. Nothing major and we got to see a really fancy Wendy's restaurant. Drove through one area of Cleveland that was the area every city has...the one where all of the businesses have bars on the windows & doors...and you hope that you don't have to get out of the car for.
We also drove over some badly pot-holed roads, much to the detriment of Mike's already aching arm. Eventually, we got into downtown Cleveland, drove down East 9th Street, tried to spot which street to turn down as we were driving, and finally drove past a parking garage. Oops. Got turned around eventually and got back to it, parked the car (PG developed a way for me to get out of the car...she'd roll down my window so I could open my own door), and headed over, snapping pics as we went. Heh, including a sign proclaiming that there was closer parking than where we'd parked. Oopsy.
Got inside the museum and saw the signs forbidding photography. Bummer, we coulda had fun if we could have taken pics. $20 each later (which I did not pay for...thanks again!!) and we were inside. It was impressive, at least, the bottom level was. Had to pass on some of the movies, due to time. Found some Monkees references (when there supposedly weren't any *G*), I completely missed seeing a CAR in the room, because of the B52's wall...then we found an interactive display. Music kiosks where you could select a decade, an artist, and get to hear a song and read up a little about the song. Heh, all three of us got lost there. Mike found some more Monkees, PG was listening to some harder music, and I found Beatles...then Bee Gees. Heh, apparently, grooving to disco, when no one else can hear what's playing, will get attention. Oh well, it was fun.
We wandered to the next interactive display...you could hear a bit of a song and see either what influenced that artist, or who that artist influenced. That was interesting (and the songs played out loud). Heh...we sang along to a few of the tunes ("Happy Together", "California Dreaming" and some others)...and we developed an audience with that. Regretfully, we couldn't stay there all night, so off we went, finally finishing the outer ring of the lower level. Next, onto the inner ring.
Honestly, a lot of that part is a blur, because of what stands out to me there. Hanging on a wall, encased in glass...John Lennon's Sgt. Pepper jacket...and other articles of clothing...a guitar...in the lower case, his passport, lyric sheets, green card.... I SO did not want to leave the display. But, I did to find...the Beatles' display! Ok, it was really hard to walk away from both displays (came damn close to doing the "We're not worthy" bit from Wayne's World *G*). Looked around some more displays...costumes & outfits of various other celebs...and Fae called Mike's cell. So we all yelled "HELLO!" at her (I may have jabbered something about finding Beatles' stuff

and we were off to check out the upper levels. They weren't nearly as interesting, two floors were closed and one had a discussion panel that we couldn't see 'cause it was too late.
A quick buzz through the gift shop and we were outside in the cool night air and taking more pictures!
Oooh...ahhh...night skyline of Cleveland:

Jaffa Cake on the George Harrison tribute guitar:

PG, Mike & Jaffa, waiting for Raph to figure out 'self timer' (as opposed to 'macro')

Raph, PG, Mike & Jaffa celebrate the glories of the working self timer!

Left there, and drove back, trying to decide on supper. Pizza seemed a good choice, 'cept that most places closed WAY too early. We went one way, looking for Papa John's...nope (Pizza Hut was already closed), back the other way...still no PJ's, but we spotted a Subway, then a Donato's Pizza (which was opened late!). Ordered a large Hawaiaan pizza (hold the almonds, though), and we ate, drank and chitchatted.
Left there for the hotel around 11:00, spent more time chatting in their room...Oh, forgot to add that PG had forgotten the handy "roll down the window" bit a few times by now and had INTENTIONALLY shut the car off without rolling down the window as we got to the hotel. Then BOTH of the smart alecs started to walk away. Once the door was opened, they RAN away.

Anywho, chatted until after midnight, then said what we thought would be our goodbyes as I headed to my room to get to bed.