I'm not dead!
(Which, coincidentally is what I texted Dan on our way back from the restaurant.)
I know Im a little behind in getting the next chapter written and posted. Well, part of the reason is that Judy and I recently had an evening out for a DIS-meet!
And your favorite one too, I'm sure.
Hucifer is, in my opinion, one of the best and most entertaining trip report writers on the DIS. I am in awe of her writing and was really excited to have a chance to meet her. Here are links to a couple of her completed reports.
Gosh you say the nicest things.
Seriously, pick any chapter and you are pretty much guaranteed a laugh. Not like the drivel you read here (but dont you dare stop reading my drivel!).
Now that I know that Judy doesn't read your drivel, I'm wondering why the rest of us do.
She of course, being Hucifer, had some stipulations. Well, just one really: No chain restaurants.
I didn't come 500 miles to eat Red Lobster.
Also, shed be bringing a co-worker along, "A", who didnt want to hear Disney talk all night long,
Damn "A" always sucking the fun out of my evenings.
so we had to find some other pleasant topics to discuss. Like maybe religion and politics.
Always good for a laugh.
That place was Bubes Brewery (pronounced like b00bies).
The only thing that place needed was waitresses with tight shirts.
Wendy thought it looked like a good place and figured that "A" would like it on the name alone. So, we were a go.
Actually, the name redeemed the whole situation for A.
She also told me that her husband thought she was nuts for meeting some people from the internet. She told him that shed read my trip reports and I seemed very nice, and smiled in all my pictures. She didnt think I was an axe murderer because Id had other DIS-meets with people who supposedly returned safely to their families afterward. He asked her how she knew I didnt just make up those other screen names? Her response was that I had pictures and everything.
And yet he was still skeptical! Men.
Judy could only read two of them before she got a little queasy. (Judy gets queasy when she reads in a moving vehicle Wendy. Really, it wasnt your writing.)
That might explain the dirty looks I was getting all night.
Wendy and "A" were able to leave work a little early and went ahead to the restaurant to enjoy some of the local brew.
Mmmmmm...Yuengling beer. I'm surprised I didn't fall off the chair when you guys showed up. Due to excitement, of course. Meeting online celebrities and all.
Oh wait, before we left on the tour, the hostess mentioned that if anyone might need to use the restroom in the near future we should do it before the tour because the Catacombs were 40-some steps down and there was no bathroom down there. We were all good to go.
Or so I thought.
I think Judy and I both used the phrase, "that was a looong time ago" way too much.
That's because you guys are our elders.
I think "A" really liked the restaurant.
He also liked the beer a whole lot.
Wendy said it was better than other places they had been recommended near where they were working.
Cuz nothing says "fine dining" like York, Pennsylvania.
Sorry, but I didnt take any food pictures.
I had a blue cheese-stuffed steak, and Judy got a chicken satay dish. I was happy with mine, but Judy was disappointed that her chicken was a little too vinegary.
And Wendy loved her dish...but who gives a crap, right?
The evening was unfortunately winding down, but before the moment passed, I asked a server to take a picture of us. Without pictures, it didnt happen, right?
Bingo.
During our meal, a couple of people in our party had to use the facilities and so had to backtrack up the steps and through the area wed toured. When we finished our meal and left, they directed us a different way, up a different set of steps. While it still was 40-some steps up, it came out right beside the bathrooms.
Live and learn. That beer ran through me a little faster and backtracking took a little longer than I imagined.
Back upstairs, I got one more picture of just Hucifer and I. We had to find a good background, and Wendy put me in charge of that task since I had done such a good job during my DIS-meet with Capt. Oblivious. Hmm, how about a big cog?
Bube, that's a mighty big cog you have there.
Then we said our goodbyes and went on our way back home. Thanks Hucifer for a great evening! You are a sweetheart and it was a thrill to meet you.
Same here, buddy. I'm so glad you and Judy drove out of your way for me. That was pretty cool.
You forgot to mention that you're much younger looking in person, Judy is much prettier in person, and that your wife is definitely the brains of the operation.