Irina Falconi's Indian Wells Blog: Monday
Published March 05, 2012 12:00
INDIAN WELLS, CA, USA - American rising star Irina Falconi, who is also one of the rising stars in the world of WTA Blogs, brings us the latest from the BNP Paribas Open in the beautiful paradise that is Indian Wells. Read on...
Monday, March 5, 2012
I don't really know of a significant signature California greeting, so I'm just going to stick with "what's up."
Yes friends! Reporting from one of the capitals of the world---Californi-ay! Indian Wells this week. One of the coolest WTA tour events that I've been to by far.
Before I go and explain how awesome this event is, I'm going to give you a little lead up/intro, whatever you want to call it.
For the first time in a very long time, I was able to drive to a tournament thanks to my fellow American, Coco Vandeweghe. We trained in Newport Beach for a couple of days before making our long and strenuous TWO HOUR LONG drive. Gosh, TOUGH but hey---somebody's gotta do it.
So let me tell you about our ride in. We had the view of snow capped mountains an entire 360 degrees (every once in a while, I have to drop a little Georgia Tech in there.)
Not only was our view extraordinary, but the weather---good lord. The weather is pretty much perfect. No joke. Pretty sure it was 75 with no wind, and just a touch of sun. I mean, do you EVER hear about weather being perfect? If you haven't, just come to Palm Springs for the Indian Wells tournament and you'll know exactly what I'm talking about.
So after a little lunch at Panda Express, we arrived at our hotel. For the record----our hotel is a joke. Resort style, awesome service, and amazing views. I mean, I'm sounding like a gush right now aren't I? But seriously, this week is going to be epic.
After a little settling in, I went to the site and settled in there. Credentials, locker, meeting people and just getting my bearings. After a solid hit under the lights, I got some dinner with some Canadian friends of mine that invited me to an awesome restaurant called Roy's. A little Hawaiian fusion in my life---perfection.
But wait, the night was far from over! Someone was to arrive to meet me. Y'all who know me, know who "The Ripped" is... And yes, she came in and met me in the hotel. After a little planning for the next day, we decided to get some good ole' fashioned shut eye at a smacking 9:30pm. Wow, party animals much?
Day two here in Paradise. Yeah, yeah, I know that you may think I'm just "sayin" that, but I'm really not. Trust me, I'm reliable.
The morning started off with a rough wake up view of mountains, perfect weather, and an astonishing fountain. Oh wait, that's not rough. Just kidding.
Kim and I decided to get a little breakfast before getting our day going---and we sure did. For the first time in my life, I ordered my breakfast without looking at the menu and ended up with an $85 breakfast. Let me tell you, that is the most expensive breakfast I've ever had. Now, now, you might think that "Oh it's not a problem," but seriously---85 dollars for a couple of egg whites and some oatmeal? Gosh, I have no words for that---but hey, the food was unbelievable. I'm going to go ahead and say that for the record.......
After a little gym workout, I had practice off site... Yup, you guessed it---another perfect resort. It's a community called 'The Vintage,' and let me tell you---this community prides itself in perfect gardening. Cosmetics are HUGE for this place.
After a solid hour and a half hit, it was time to get to the site and figure out the rest of the day. The draw was also coming out so there was some serious anticipation for that event.
Once done with lunch, I decided to watch some matches with Kim and chill before my second hit.
While walking around and seeing everyone smack that little green thing around, Kim and I realized how family friendly and oriented this tournament was. Many players had their children doing the warmup along with them in an awesome green field that's about the size of half a soccer field.
They say California is a celebrity's playground---well, Indian Wells is a tennis player's playground.
A solid day in the books, and another day to look forward to tomorrow.