Thursday, December 17, 2009
Left My What where?
12/17/2009
We didn’t mind leaving San Francisco and I sure as hell didn’t leave my heart there. It is a great place to visit and I would not mind returning there someday, but not anytime soon. We are both very worn out both mentally and physically. The last visit for me was a little over twenty years ago, and as I wrote earlier The Nancy’s first.
Having done and seen almost all we had intended for the trip, I personally believe the most outstanding part for me was the people we met. I suppose some will think us a little strange for it, but the majority of our new crop of friends were working behind bars…that is, the kind where beverages of all kinds are dispensed, not those associated with incarceration. Well, not all of them, some sat on the consuming side of it.
The Nancy and I are presently seated in row 23 on United flight #120 above the clouds and souring toward Dulles and home. She is deep into a People magazine. I am stuffed in a middle seat trying with all my might to type this. In the seat next to me is a Japanese tourist reading a guide about what to see in Washington, DC while he pushes his elbow into to my side because he is hanging out of both sides of his seat. I would tell him to stop, but I don’t think he speaks English and my Japanese is a little rusty. All I know is “flied lice,” but is that Japanese or Chinese? Hell with it, it’s just easier to put up with the elbow.
Anyway, we are looking forward to being home where we can be comfortable 100% of the time and that moment should eventuate in about five more hours. Knowing The Nancy as I do I am more than sure that a stop is being planned at Vintage in Leesburg, Virginia, since we have to pass through Leesburg on the route to The Farm, and it will be beyond our dinner time, we will have to stop somewhere.
I know you will be surprised to learn Vintage is a you-know-what that serves my favorite drink of you-know-what? Hmmm! I think from this point on I will always refer to my libation of choice as a “you-know-what” so people won’t think all I do is drink beer and talk to strangers in bars.
All that is all I have to say about that…