There was a slight aftershock later that morning that made the chairs rumble and the chandeliers tinkle, but it went largely unnoticed. What an odd occurrence. It's definitely one to remember. Like fainting and taking out a couple of cheerleaders, and walking into a wall because I hadn't quite woken up from the anaesthesia, I can scratch it off my "list of things I never wanted to do, but have now experienced and have a pretty good story to go with it".
Here's a picture of the blanket on my bed in the hotel. I get that racing is big in the area (Kentucky Derby and all that), but I have to say it's rather tacky.