I finally found my hotel. Seems that Hotwire did good. They picked me this gorgeous old hotel in downtown Dallas. Adorable.
Of course, to get here, I had to pound my jello shot, hang out with a group of lesbians and old gay men who thought I was 25, and go to a porn shop.
It has been an eventful day in Dallas. Now to find food. Do I eat in the hotel or go out?