Mandy's Time Stalk, I mean, Talk

12:30am We cross the Georgia state line, Mike gasps and squeals.
1:00am We cross the city lines into Augusta, Mike laughs because I missed our exit.
1:10am We slowly approach the hollowed ground of Augusta National (via strip mall suburbiaville, not what I expected!)
1:11am We slowly drive by the famous magnolia lane, Mike cries, not really, but he was excited!
2:30am Laying in bed unable to sleep, both excitement and time change
3:00am Still awake
5:50am Time to start the adventure, I better hurry my allotted 40 mins is slowly dwindling!
7:00am Arrive at the gates, ahhhahhhahhhahhh (that is church worship sounding music)
7:45am Finally allowed to get in, glad we got there so early, although we were first in line.
8:30am Check out at the merchandise tent, which put a big dent in the bank account. (Not that we haven’t already done that)
9:45am Ahhhahhhahhhahhh, the music plays as we approach the course, I pinch Mike, we squeal (quietly of course!), I shake Mike, we smile, and finally I remind Mike how awesome I am for planning the trip!
10:00am The first of many trips to the very prestine bathrooms, no port a potties here!!
10:45am We stare gazingly onto Amen Corner, what a glorious splendor to take in, Mike takes his 300th picture
11:30am We head to practice area after walking the whole course, on the way a little boy says “this grass is so soft, and it is real!” I pinch Mike again.
1:00pm Mike and I stake out our spots to get autographs.
1:30pm I am the coolest, I got Bernard Langer’s autograph on our undated Masters flag with all the past champions, Booya!!
1:45pm Mike takes his 500th picture
2:00pm We spot Nick Faldo about to have lunch outside the clubhouse, we watch and wait with anticipation! Although they are not allowed to give autographs on this side of the clubhouse (rules, rules, rules) we remain hopefully and wait.
2:15pm Nick runs inside the clubhouse, then comes back out. Mike tries to make eye contact so he can get an autograph, no luck.
2:20pm Nick enjoys some yummie soup as a starter, still no autograph, not even a chance.
2:30pm Nick enjoys a delicious hamburger! Still nothing, chance getting smaller!
2:35pm Tiger shows up on the green behind us, all attention turns to him, Mike leaves me on guard and goes to take his 600th picture
2:45pm Nick devours a piece of pumpkin pie, starting to feel like a stalker, chance miniscule!
2:55pm Nick leaves, boo, all that stalking and nothing to show for it. But hey I just watched a Masters champion eat an entire meal. Geeze Mike is rubbing off on me!
4:00pm Head to the 16th to watch some players skip balls across the water, very fun!!!
5:00pm 3 hours of sleep + Mike’s fast walking + excitement + the anxiety of trying to get autographs + 20 mile an hour winds + sunburn = although a very fun day, one that needs to come to an end sooner than later.
6:00pm Grab our expensive loot and end the first day of the most magically week of Mike’s life.
7:00pm Back at our apartment we’re staying….final picture count for the day: 855.

Wrap up:
Ahhhhahhhhahhhh, pinch, walk, shake, pee, picture, pinch, laugh, shake, pinch, pee, walk faster, take more pictures, pee, stalk Nick, walk, sit, pinch, ahhhhhahhhhhahhhh!!!