Now, you know this is going somewhere (pun unintended)–no road trip can ever be flawless.
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I still tend to sleep on road trips (if I’m not driving, that is). But it’s disconcerting, that feeling of waking up in a different place. Not to mention the idea that people could be watching me sleep, even in passing, lol.
Anyone need a good accountant? Seriously? Though Todd did find a job in Florida (well, okay, he actually commuted TO Cairo, Georgia, but that’s a whole ‘nother story) they were closed down a few months ago by the parent company. Such is life, right?
Still, even though the circumstances were not optimal, it was nice to have him around a little more, to have someone to come home to. I love living my life on my terms, but it doesn’t still mean I wouldn’t like someone to talk over the day with. And chat rooms and telephones can only go so far!
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It was one of the strangest sensations I can recall–it was like I was having to struggle just to keep up with the planchette it seemed to be running away from my fingertips to get to the next letter or word.
This, of course, is a slightly condensed version of this session, though it wasn’t very much longer that what I’ve shown here. (I have a video of it but since I didn’t take it I don’t want to put it up without the owner’s permission.)
I’d never used a Ouija board before in my life and, frankly, had never planned to. Even after we moved to Florida from Louisiana, we’d hear stories of kids getting into all sorts of mischief back home with these sorts of things and you just didn’t even consider it! Can I say for certain that whatever was moving that planchette around the board was the spirit of a 10-year-old girl named Nicole? No. But I can tell you this: I wasn’t pushing the pointer.
Of course, finding supper was not nearly as easy as finding lunch had been. We ended up at a chain restuarant just for safeties sake–not my preference when travelling but what can you do? In reality, the downtime was because my body was still getting used to life sans gallbladder and I was being very careful that everything agreed with me. See, that’s not nearly as funny as the thought of an “astral cramp.”
The Windsor Hotel is absolutely beautiful and if you ever have a chance to go there, do at least stop in and check out all the neat things on the walls, the wooden phone booth in the lobby, the balconies and, oh, just all of it in general. But do beware: the walkways on the 2nd floor (the ones surrounding the lobby, not in the guest-room hallways) slope in noticeably so watch your step!
This may have been the first road trip where I had to explain that it really _wasn’t_ a road trip with me if we didn’t make at least one wrong turn. Granted, I was only navigating, but we did have directions.
And it begins with a little bit of exposition. Hope you don’t mind a little scene setting.
So this was part of the Romantic Getaway package: 1 night accomodations and dinner for 2 at the house restaurant: Bogeys. Yes, as in Casablanca. There are movie posters–wait, I’ll give a little review of the place as Monday’s Nibbles, look for it then, but I’ll just say that the food really was excellent.
We almost always order different drinks when we go out, trying any specialties or just what sounds good and then taste each others to compare. This was, I think, the beginning of Todd’s winning streak with picking the better drinks. I’ve had lemon drop shots before, but it was nothing like this martini. I wrote down the description from the menu and plan to suss out the perfect combo before too long. My pomtini was all liquor (pom liqueur and vodka, no juice/mixer); I didn’t send it back but I did nurse it most of the evening. At least until the wine arrived.
For some strange reason they seem to roll up the sidewalks around noon on Saturdays–I guess there’s not a whole lot of tourist traffic? Walking into the Little Big Store was just, wow, floor to ceiling STUFF! And it was really an old-fashioned general store feel with small farm implements, foodstuffs, kitchen stuff, toys, old fashioned candy a small drugstore section, toys… just so much stuff. We did a complete walk through of the jam-packed space before I started grabbing things I HAD to have. We’re still got some of the saltwater taffy and candy sticks!