Liesa, what a great update!! A potato as a skipper who then has to witness his (her?) relatives being fried!!


I am glad that you enjoyed Beaches & Cream, I really hope that we will manage to go there at least once for a treat, even though it won't be much of a treat for Katharina to watch me eat ice cream which she can't have... I hope they have rice dream there for her!!!
Tate will likely be your hostater for the next couple of updates, as he was quite an integral part of that day's doings. Glad you're enjoying his narrative.
I would certainly think they'd have another option for the no-can-do-dairy folks. I mean frozen treats are really WHY you'd go there, since the food is marginal at best. The burger we had was actually quite ONLY OK, nothing special at all. So, yeah, I'd say I'd say it's a safe bet they'd have something there for her.
BTW, my parents just called from Norway. They said that they are REALLY enjoying themselves, and that they were surprised that 90% of the other tourists were Germans. They were guessing that that is the place where there is still a bit of disposable income?? What's your guess about that??
Nice update Tate, although I'm worried about this afternoon tryst at the pool concept. I think you've been influenced by a certain someone's infamous greeting and wanton nature with which they freely administer it!!!
And sorry about the dicey way some establishments treat your potential kin, although that HM glob of ketchup could certainly distract you from the morbid display of the hacked up tater parts lying there like so many openly displayed slab occupants in the local morgue.
I'm surprised your three travelling companions didn't take the opportunity to clean out the kitchen sink since there were four of you there to share it, after all!!!
Well from one taterhead to another, you really should try the nighttime pool thing. One night, really late, LeeAnn and Liesa came crashing in after some splish-splashy fun, and as far as I know, they both kept ALL their clothes on. In fact, I think I saw a picture that I can show you in a couple of updates. You do have a special someone who could do a late swim with you, right??
I got over it; Liesa made vague promises to let me sip off her nightcap later on, and with the continued threats of holding my parts as extortion, I had no choice but to keep the horrific scene I was encountering all bottled up inside. I think I'm over the trauma of it all. Liesa's pretty creative, isn't she? That HM blob was all her doing; I think she's become an expert at distracting her kids after having 5 of them. You know the kind you do when your kid's about to have a serious meltdown in the Cracker Barrel and you quick do the straw wrapper worm trick? Yeah, that kind. She saw I was beginning to hyperventilate over my hacked up counterparts and grabbed the ketchup bottle to appease me temporarily.
Nope, they had their sights set on other lucious venues.....
Turn around Tate! Turn around! Aaaaaaghh!
Truuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuust meee....
We had one like that once too.
I can't think of any situation that I got more impatient for, and wished I could just take the wheel and try myself. Of course, I might have just rammed us right into The RiverRoost, but at least we'd BE THERE!
You like that one- that was Liesa's very own creation.
