Baby Pens season ticket holder Alison Myers headed out on the road to see the parent Pittsburgh Penguins play three games across two weekends in February. After a single game in Philadelphia against the host Flyers, Myers spent the next weekend in Pittsburgh. Here is her diary of Saturday, Feb. 25, the second of a three-part series.

3:30 a.m.: You read that right. My alarm goes off after I’ve had about five hours of sleep. It’s still completely dark outside. I head downstairs to use the bathroom and make sure my brother Rick is up. The light in his room is on, so I assume he is.

3:45 a.m.: I wake up my mom, who is taking us to the bus. When I come into the den, my dog Casey perks up. She is always alert whenever anyone comes into the room, no matter the time of day.

4:05 a.m.: My mom checks to make sure Rick and I have everything we need. I’m sure I do, but I add that if I haven’t packed it by now, I will have to do without it. She asks if we want to stop for anything to eat, but I figure since the bus will make a stop for breakfast, we will be fine.

4:20 a.m.: We are at the Wyoming Valley Mall. The bus pulls up, and everyone starts loading their luggage for a 4:30 a.m. departure. I settle into my seat next to my friend Janine, and Rick is in front of us. However, he spots an empty seat in the back of the bus and decides to move. I stay next to Janine.

4:30 a.m.: After the driver talks about how there is no smoking or alcohol allowed on the bus, we pull out right on time. The movie of choice is “The Help.” Since I’ve seen this already, I get out my iPod and close my eyes. I can never truly fall asleep on a bus, so I just do the best I can to zone out.

On the first part of the trip, we pass through some snowy weather. I have to admit I enjoy seeing snow on the ground, as we’ve had very little in Wilkes-Barre this winter. However, it does force the driver to move slower.

7:10 a.m.: We pull off in Tyrone, Pa., for breakfast. The Burger King we’re at looks like one of the town’s hot spots; that’s about how small of an area it is.

There is only one cashier taking orders, so the line doesn’t exactly move quickly. I’m not sure if the restaurant was prepared for 30-plus travelers who were hungry and already up for a few hours. However, the food still comes out hot and fresh.

8:10 a.m.: Before we head back to the bus, I order a frappe, which is a frozen coffee drink. The lady working tells me that I am her guinea pig, as she’s never made one before. She does a good job with it.

9:30 a.m.: We are about an hour back into our travels when the bus pulls off to the side of the road. No one seems to know what is going on, and a few people suspect the driver is being pulled over by police. However, because of the heavy snow, his view had been unclear. He just has to scrape some snow off the windows.

10:45 a.m.: We pull up behind Consol Energy Center. The driver tells us we will leave half an hour after the game and gives us his cell phone number in case we get lost or have a problem.

It is bitter cold in Pittsburgh, and rather than waiting outside, we go to a Marriott hotel across the street to freshen up and keep warm for a few minutes. I text some of my friends to let them know we’ve arrived.

11:05 a.m.: We head to the arena and along the way I take a picture of Mellon Arena, which is being torn down. Although Consol Energy Center needed to be built, I still have good memories of the old building and am glad I got to go there.

Once at Consol Energy Center, I head to Pens Gear, the official team store. I buy two name and number T-shirts (Pascal Dupuis and James Neal), as well as a hair clip. I actually want several T-shirts, but opt to buy them in separate shopping trips.

11:30 a.m.: The ushers begin letting fans into the seating area. From the lobby, we take an escalator to the 100-level concourse, and Janine tells me she is going to get a spot on the glass for warm-ups. I want to do the same thing, but I decide to go to the 200 level and find my seat.

I take another escalator upstairs. We are in section 234, row P, which is the second-to-last row of the section. Although we are up high, I won’t have a problem seeing any of the action. The seats are cushioned and I have plenty of leg room, so I’m not too worried about the arrangement.

Noon: After exploring the upper concourse, I walk down a stairwell to the lower level. There is a lot smaller crowd here than there is on the concourse. Along my walk, I check out some old team photos, a feature called “Walk Through Time.”

12:25 p.m.: Warm-ups are under way, but we have a strict usher keeping an eye on things. He orders everyone to sit on the steps or to squat down, saying that people behind us need to see. I find this uncomfortable, and as I look around at other sections, I notice other fans are standing with no problems. I don’t want to let one bad apple ruin my experience, so I take some pictures before leaving.

1:10 p.m.: Time for the national anthem and puck drop. The Penguins are facing the Tampa Bay Lightning. Pittsburgh is in control from the start, taking a 3-0 lead in the first. The best goal of the period is easily a Jordan Staal shorthanded breakaway.

1:40 p.m.: For lunch, I choose a Pizza Hut personal pizza. I wanted to go to Burgatory, a Pittsburgh-based chain, but I passed once I saw a burger cost $13. Janine gets one, though, and tells me it is worth the price.

2 p.m.: The second period gets under way, and Staal scores his second of the day on a power play. Evgeni Malkin adds his 34th of the season to give the Pens a 5-0 lead, but with about two-and-a-half minutes left in the period, the Lightning’s Teddy Purcell breaks up Marc-Andre Fleury’s shutout bid.

2:45 p.m.: I make a stop at the women’s room and meet one of my Twitter followers before going back to my seat. She was talking with some of her friends for most of intermission, so I only saw her for about a minute.

3 p.m.: In the third period, Malkin completes his ninth career hat trick on his 35th goal of the year. The ice crew makes quick work of cleaning up the hats.

3:35 p.m.: The Penguins win, 8-1. It’s time to head back to the bus and get to our hotel, the Holiday Inn in Monroeville. Monroeville is about half an hour outside of Pittsburgh.

4:30 p.m.: I arrive at the hotel, where Janine and I are sharing a room. I welcome the sight of a bed, and I try to lie down for a little bit. However, my attempt at a nap is unsuccessful, and Janine and I end up talking. We try to find something to watch on TV, but there’s never anything to watch on a Saturday.

6:15 p.m.: It’s time to get back on the bus and go to Station Square, an area of Pittsburgh with restaurants and shopping options. We pull out of the hotel around 6:30 and get there at about 7:00.

7 p.m.: We shop first and head to Hometowne Sports, which sells Penguins, Steelers and Pirates memorabilia. The store also carries merchandise for the University of Pittsburgh and Penn State. I get Matt Cooke and Deryk Engelland name-and-number shirts, as well as a Penguins scarf.

7:30 p.m.: After shopping, it’s time to decide where to eat. I suggest a sports bar called the Steelhouse, but that doesn’t look to open until 9 p.m. We try Houlihan’s and the Hard Rock Café, but the wait is at least an hour for both places. Reluctantly, we go to Bar Louie, where the wait will be only a half hour. Because our options are limited, we wait.

7:45 p.m.: We are seated a lot sooner than anticipated. However, because there are some parties, the food is a little slow coming out. I follow Twitter during dinner to check on the AHL Penguins game, which isn’t going well, especially when I find out Scott Munroe has gotten hurt.

9 p.m.: We finish with dinner, but still have an hour and a half before the bus comes back. Most of the last stretch is spent talking with other travelers about how we wish we weren’t there so long. We also talk about the WBS Penguins and get to know each other a little.

10:30 p.m.: It’s finally time to go back to the hotel. We arrive around 11, and I am eager to change and get into bed. I pretty much never go to bed before midnight, but I’ve already been up for about 20 hours. I figure this is a good night to get some rest.

11:30 p.m.: My phone is plugged in and charging. It’s time for lights out. Good night!