Okay, so FWGirl sent me back to the truck with a bunch of bags (which is why she takes me to DTD, I have discovered - I am the fetch and carry boy). I was walking back from the lot passing that store where all the kids play with those interlocking blocks and saw a rather large crowd (maybe 10-15) of guys all standing there, not saying anything, just looking over at that giant green sea serpent made of those same interlocking blocks. So I looked over to see what was going on. At first I didn't notice anything. Just the block thing, and a young woman leaning on the fence looking at it in a green dress. It was a breezy day, and about then the wind kicked up along with the young woman's garment. Apparently she was either camping at the Fort or had raided somebody's clothesline. This brought a loud sigh from the audience along with many smiles. About this time I noticed some angry wives heading over to the group, so I took off. I just couldn't stand around for the carnage that was about to happen.
That evening I was packing up some stuff. Lisa and Bruce stopped by and we chatted and said goodbye. By then I had already thrown something on the grill and ate it, but I didn't have a Kungaloosh until I had packed the truck. Rained that night, closed up the trailer the next day, hooked up and drove home. That's it, kids.