mkingdon
Obsessed...and admits it!!
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Previously on this tour...
Introduction
Day One
Day Two
Day Three
Day Four
Day Five
Day Six
Day Seven
Day Eight 27th August 2007
I've been wondering if I made the maximum use of all the potential ring gags yesterday….and I concluded that in the absence of much happening today I could probably get away with one or two more.
Today we are off to Vero, but first we have to see the results of Louise’s ring re-sizing…..it will have had a good polish too……and will be all shiny.
I feel better now…
This morning was to be a bit of a test really, as it was our first move of the holiday…by the way, can you believe a week has gone already?
Having usually been in one place for a fortnight or at worst gone to Vero for a couple of days, but not actually moved out of the villa, I had been concerned that the two moves this trip would be a right pain in the harris.
Particularly as our hotel room tends to resemble a scene from Fight Club after us being in it for a few hours. Anyway, we had to pack this morning, and being made as I am, I won’t feel relaxed until it is all done, and we’re on the road east bound to Vero.
Louise is still dancing on air, and being nice to everyone, at the thought of collecting her shiny new ring this morning….doesn’t mean I get out of making the breakfast though. Toast anyone?
The girls help a load…thanks girls for sitting on the bed and straining to see the TV around me and Louise as we dash around throwing things into bags. It takes two hours to eat, get dressed and pack. So at 9.30, we are ready for the off. I’d arranged express check out, so no need to drive round to reception.
I drag the cases (we seem to have more than when we arrived) to the car, and I spend the next twenty minutes solving the puzzle of how we got all the stuff here from the airport, as it ain’t going in now. Maybe the car shrunk in the rain.
I realise after a while that it is all Jakki’s fault, and those boogie boards are the extras, but we are not leaving them, so if it all won’t fit in the kids will be in their swimsuits for the next week.
Finally, the doors and boot close, and I’ve lost about three pounds in sweat alone. Yep, it is hot again.
We cram the kids in the back seat amongst Ryan and Rosie, and other loose articles that we couldn’t find a home for, and we set off for the mall.
The car park is not surprisingly a lot quieter this morning. The kids and Louise set off for the shop, and I sit in the car park waiting.
It is only about fifteen minutes until they return, and I can see from a hundred yards that things have not gone well. Louise’s bottom lip is trailing the floor.
Apparently, they meant 10pm tonight…not 10am in the morning. After Louise had dragged the bloke across the counter and “had a word” he had agreed to have it “Fed Ex’d” to us at Vero overnight.
At least we are now free to begin the journey to Vero, and we drive down the 535 to pick up the 192, and point the car in a straight line for about 90 minutes.
If you were with us last year, on our journey to Vero, you will remember our quest for some breakfast, and the fact that we failed to stop before civilisation finished, and we ended up eating the air freshener and some tic tacs from Louise’s handbag from 1987.
As Roger Daltrey is often heard to say… “Ooh, look at my trout farm”…..oh no sorry I meant “We won’t get fooled again”.
After stopping for petrol, which was a kerfuffle in itself, as the pump insisted on my zip code when trying to pay, I had my eyes out for the first sign of anything that resembled a Dennys. I had my eating shorts on today….big, roomy, (well, lets face it all my shorts need to be so for reasons I won’t state here) with a nice forgiving elastic, and I intended to make the most of it.
I knew that East bound we would only see dodgy motels, auto part shops and Madame Blam’s Sex Palace….(don’t ask me how I know), so I was prepared to do a U turn if required and eat west bound.
This is exactly what we did, and the welcoming sight of a Dennys called us home.
Coffee for me and Louise, and orange juice all round, and lets have a look at those menus. The menu doesn’t appear to have changed since the 1980’s, but why should it. Any breakfast that has to come to the table on two plates simply cannot be improved upon.
We had –
Me – Meat Lover’s Scramble
Two eggs scrambled with chopped bacon, diced ham and crumbled sausage, and topped with Cheddar cheese. Served with two strips of bacon, two sausage links, hash browns and three fluffy buttermilk pancakes.
Louise – French Toast Platter
Three thick slices grilled golden brown and sprinkled with powdered sugar. Served with two bacon strips and two sausage links.
Rebecca – Two Eggs & More (no, really that was the name of it)
Two eggs served any style with two bacon strips and two sausage links. Choice of hash browns or grits and bread.
Emily – Cheese Toastie and Fries. (I think she is the milkman’s to be honest)
I know it sounds like I ate a lot, but it wasn’t as big as it sounds…honest.
After licking (both) plates clean, I loosen the shorts, pay the enormous bill (I think it was about $40) and we crawl back to the car. On the way to the car we spot this little chap.
The next couple of hours looked a lot like this
See…
I told you…
We’ll be there soon…
About an hour in, we start to get a bit of cabin fever….
Continued....
Introduction
Day One
Day Two
Day Three
Day Four
Day Five
Day Six
Day Seven
Day Eight 27th August 2007
I've been wondering if I made the maximum use of all the potential ring gags yesterday….and I concluded that in the absence of much happening today I could probably get away with one or two more.
Today we are off to Vero, but first we have to see the results of Louise’s ring re-sizing…..it will have had a good polish too……and will be all shiny.
I feel better now…
This morning was to be a bit of a test really, as it was our first move of the holiday…by the way, can you believe a week has gone already?
Having usually been in one place for a fortnight or at worst gone to Vero for a couple of days, but not actually moved out of the villa, I had been concerned that the two moves this trip would be a right pain in the harris.
Particularly as our hotel room tends to resemble a scene from Fight Club after us being in it for a few hours. Anyway, we had to pack this morning, and being made as I am, I won’t feel relaxed until it is all done, and we’re on the road east bound to Vero.
Louise is still dancing on air, and being nice to everyone, at the thought of collecting her shiny new ring this morning….doesn’t mean I get out of making the breakfast though. Toast anyone?
The girls help a load…thanks girls for sitting on the bed and straining to see the TV around me and Louise as we dash around throwing things into bags. It takes two hours to eat, get dressed and pack. So at 9.30, we are ready for the off. I’d arranged express check out, so no need to drive round to reception.
I drag the cases (we seem to have more than when we arrived) to the car, and I spend the next twenty minutes solving the puzzle of how we got all the stuff here from the airport, as it ain’t going in now. Maybe the car shrunk in the rain.
I realise after a while that it is all Jakki’s fault, and those boogie boards are the extras, but we are not leaving them, so if it all won’t fit in the kids will be in their swimsuits for the next week.
Finally, the doors and boot close, and I’ve lost about three pounds in sweat alone. Yep, it is hot again.
We cram the kids in the back seat amongst Ryan and Rosie, and other loose articles that we couldn’t find a home for, and we set off for the mall.
The car park is not surprisingly a lot quieter this morning. The kids and Louise set off for the shop, and I sit in the car park waiting.
It is only about fifteen minutes until they return, and I can see from a hundred yards that things have not gone well. Louise’s bottom lip is trailing the floor.
Apparently, they meant 10pm tonight…not 10am in the morning. After Louise had dragged the bloke across the counter and “had a word” he had agreed to have it “Fed Ex’d” to us at Vero overnight.
At least we are now free to begin the journey to Vero, and we drive down the 535 to pick up the 192, and point the car in a straight line for about 90 minutes.
If you were with us last year, on our journey to Vero, you will remember our quest for some breakfast, and the fact that we failed to stop before civilisation finished, and we ended up eating the air freshener and some tic tacs from Louise’s handbag from 1987.
As Roger Daltrey is often heard to say… “Ooh, look at my trout farm”…..oh no sorry I meant “We won’t get fooled again”.
After stopping for petrol, which was a kerfuffle in itself, as the pump insisted on my zip code when trying to pay, I had my eyes out for the first sign of anything that resembled a Dennys. I had my eating shorts on today….big, roomy, (well, lets face it all my shorts need to be so for reasons I won’t state here) with a nice forgiving elastic, and I intended to make the most of it.
I knew that East bound we would only see dodgy motels, auto part shops and Madame Blam’s Sex Palace….(don’t ask me how I know), so I was prepared to do a U turn if required and eat west bound.
This is exactly what we did, and the welcoming sight of a Dennys called us home.
Coffee for me and Louise, and orange juice all round, and lets have a look at those menus. The menu doesn’t appear to have changed since the 1980’s, but why should it. Any breakfast that has to come to the table on two plates simply cannot be improved upon.
We had –
Me – Meat Lover’s Scramble
Two eggs scrambled with chopped bacon, diced ham and crumbled sausage, and topped with Cheddar cheese. Served with two strips of bacon, two sausage links, hash browns and three fluffy buttermilk pancakes.
Louise – French Toast Platter
Three thick slices grilled golden brown and sprinkled with powdered sugar. Served with two bacon strips and two sausage links.
Rebecca – Two Eggs & More (no, really that was the name of it)
Two eggs served any style with two bacon strips and two sausage links. Choice of hash browns or grits and bread.
Emily – Cheese Toastie and Fries. (I think she is the milkman’s to be honest)
I know it sounds like I ate a lot, but it wasn’t as big as it sounds…honest.
After licking (both) plates clean, I loosen the shorts, pay the enormous bill (I think it was about $40) and we crawl back to the car. On the way to the car we spot this little chap.
The next couple of hours looked a lot like this
See…
I told you…
We’ll be there soon…
About an hour in, we start to get a bit of cabin fever….
Continued....
Your reports are great, really enjoying them!
