Monday, June 22, 2009

Take the bottom bunk.....(part 2)




Welcome back, everyone to the continuing adventures from my vacation with my friends.




Closest we got to a group photo.



Wednesday, June 3
02:45pm


Here we are finally. This condo is so awesome! A huge king size bedroom! Wow! Oh, Seth, Kim, Jen and Josh are somehow sharing that one. I think Seth and Kim are sleeping in the closet. Oh well. Here's a nice room with a queen bed. Tim and Sarah, huh?........Sleeper sofa with the big TV?......Spence and Dell, gotcha. Guess that only leaves......the bunk bed room. That's okay, as one of the few single people (i.e. without love) here I should expect a bunk bed. It looks like Randy and Brian have laid claim to the bottom 2. I don't think I've ever slept on the top bunk before.



03:00pm


Okay I've loaded the groceries and now i think I'm gonna actually nap a bit. Here I come, top bunk!!


03:10pm


This is the most uncomfortable bed in favor history. It doesn't even have any sheets. Just a mattress and a comforter. *sigh*


03:30pm


Trying to sleep, but i can hear everyone talking in the living room about going to the pool and...............gooing me? Aw heck no!!!


(Side note: to be "gooed" means that Spencer and Tim come into your room while you are sleeping and sing the Star Trek: The Next Generation theme song, and singing the word "goo" for every note. If you've never heard the actual song, click below.)




Now imagine these guys singing it:

As you can see, it would be quite annoying. But I was ready, and with one well placed throw pillow torpedo, I was able to avert such an event.


06:30pm



Well I can't lay in this bed anymore. Why am I so tired, anyway? So the gang is getting ready to go eat. Shower time!



08:00pm



Everyone is finally ready to go. Time to try out some real fresh seafood!



08:30pm



So I'm forgoing the "fresh" part and opting for the "all-you-can eat" shrimp dinner. I've been informed that the beer Spencer, Dell, and I bought for this trip has been almost depleted while I was napping. Good God, people.


09:30pm


Gotta stop at the gas station and pick up some more beer! Keystone 30 pack for only $15? How can that be a bad deal? (See Friday)......


10:00pm


Margaritas made and Randy and I are moving the big screen into the living room. Viva La Rock Band and Guitar Hero! (Yes, I know. Beach, sun, ocean, and I'm talking video games. But seriously, have you played these????)


Thursday, June 4


02:00am


Everyone's pretty much asleep. Randy and Brian are watching something about Dave Matthews on TV. I don't think I want back in that bed tonight. Besides, I've napped most of the afternoon. I'm pretty awake. Comfortable couch, though. Maybe I'll have another drink, or maybe............


06:00am


What the? Did I fall asleep? My phone alarm is going off. Good lord! It is a comfortable couch!


08:00am


Well I'm up. Brewing the coffee. I wonder how long it will take for everyone to get up?


10:00am


Only people awake are Brian, Dell, and myself. Dell and I are heading to the pool. Pack the coolers, we're off.


Beautiful, huh?


(end of diary)



I have enjoyed writing this in the first person, but after Dell and I went to the pool on Thursday, I stopped paying THAT much attention. So...........



Most of Thursday morning was spent drinking poolside. The beach after lunch plus shopping and Hooters (the restaurant). The big news is the 2 events afterward, or as I call them: The Proposal and the Tail.




For those who don't know by now my good friend Seth Johnson popped the question to his longtime lady Kim Bradley. We were on the beach at sunset, champagne in hand. Seth took Kim out for a little stroll. Got down on one knee (so he could look her in the eye! Ha Seth! Seriously, thanks for reading), and drew out a beautiful emerald Ring Pop. Apparently she said yes, and we soon toasted. Everyone on the trip knew it was coming except for Kim and her sister Jen, because according to Seth, he was afraid of some Jedi twin mind trick.





As my brother says: Cursed to have children of average height.



The second part of the story involves a place called Tacky Jacks. It's some kind of Multi-Bar Super Hangout area. With a restaurant, ice cream parlor, deep see fishing rental place (?), and (wait for it).....cigar bar!



Seeing as how I had eaten recently (Hooters, remember), I wanted to get a little something. Something I had never had before, some appetizer. That's right, I wanted Gator tail!!!



The gator's actual expression as the tail is removed...


So I am sitting here totally expecting this little basket of gator goodness. Out comes this plate with about of cup of meat on a bed of lettuce, tomato, and cheese..........uh........that's a salad. I didn't want a gator salad!



When I Googled "Gator salad", this is the pic I got.......

Needless to say, I wasn't happy. It was a recurring theme with me and my attempts to try new food on the trip. Don't even get me started on the tuna steak. My stomach still ain't right.

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