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| - I guess the first step is to get stuck in Tempe on a layover and use the magical 800 number which gets you a discount hotel when you've suddenly become a "stranded passenger".
(Reason No. 1 NOT to yell at the guy at the counter when you flight gets canceled for the evening. Those dudes know EVERYTHING. including telling you how to scam the hotel thing whenever you feel like it.)
Seriously, all they ask is, "Which Airline" and you get a room for pennies. You can use it all the time. For $30 bucks, I had a private driver who picked me and some pilot up from the airport, and drove us right there. Plus he's on-call to drive you and pick you up from anywhere in and around Mill Avenue, god bless him.
And that's when, while waiting for your "ride", you befriend four girls from Northeastern who are all sign language interpreters, learn how to pick up on a deaf chick (fyi, Galludett Univ. IS like 15 minutes from my house in DC), get into their friend's ska-punk get-together at Loft, spent pennies for a mountain of drinks, danced and listed to great music (somehow, Loft managed to seamlessly flow from live ska to hip-hop/R&B and back all night) and still somehow make it back to your hotel room in time to clean-out the mini-bar, learn some more sign language (HUGELY helpful in loud clubs btw) and make your 6 AM flight to Reno/Tahoe.
Tempe, and those amazing kids from ASU really have a nice set up on Mill. Easy to get around, great bars, cheap drinks and un-cheap people. 5-stars.
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