WHEN WE GOT TO THE MOTEL, Barry was eating in the motel restaurant. We were standing by the pool with our backs to the restaurant entrance. When Barry came out, all we had to do was to go up some steps and down about five or six doors to his room. With our eyes open so wide, we didn't even see him come out. This boy we were talking to said, "Hey, there goes Barry, if you want to see him." By the time we made it to the steps, he had just turned the corner so we (running) screamed "Barry!" When he heard that he also started to run but stopped when the boy that we had just finished talking to yelled, "They just want autographs." Believe me, he's better looking in person than anyone can describe. He was wearing green corduroy pants, a green shirt, and a brown and gray jacket. He looked great! It was really funny when one of my friends started to take a pictures and she said, "Smile, Barry." Barry replied (with a kidding voice) "No." They did that about four or five times then Sheila said, "Well, I'll take it anyway." About that time you should have seen Barry's smile. He was really great.