Bits and Pieces
1.
We stopped for lunch at the Inn in Paso Robles. As we left Robin waved their slick full color brochure at me.
"We forgot the rule - never stop at a place with a slick brochure - go for atmosphere."
On the way out of town we saw three old, funky places and groaned,
" Oh,no. We stopped too soon. Now we have to come back."
2.
Pull off when you see something interesting, even if its not part of your plan. No telling what you might find.
We quickly veered off the highway when we noticed a sign for Mission San Micquel. We pulled into the parking lot looking forward to seeing another old Mission.
A yellow sign tacked to the door warned -
KEEP OUT! UNSAFE! DAMAGED BY EARTHQUAKE!
A local woman walking by reminded us of the San Simeon earthquake that occurred a year ago on this very day.
They have no idea how long it will take to raise the money to repair the damage. We drove around the small town. It must never have been prosperous and now, with the loss of the mission the dire economic situation was more evident.
Until this moment that earthquake was just a newspaper notice for us but now it was unforgettably human. It's all about perspective.
3.
Remember to split an entree. Restaurants serve far too much food for my hips.
4.
When you win - if you don't choose a good prize - one that can keep on giving is OK.
At San Luis Bay Inn Robin and I took the kids to the evening Bingo game. A good crowd had gathered. This game was about fun not the prizes - and rightly so - because the prizes were pitiful.
I was astounded when I actually won a game.
I picked out a plastic soap dish filled with silver wrapped Hersheys kisses. Robin took one look and laughed, "You picked the boobie prize."
"Maybe so. "Have a chocolate."
They disappeared in a minute.
Later I refilled the plastic soap dish and gave it to Robin for Christmas.
5.
Before we arrived Robin fixed up Danny's room for Jim and me. She beamed as she showed us the special double blow up bed on a stand she had gotten to replace the usual twin beds.
It was so sweet. We were grateful for the attention and - -we were speechless.
Let me tell you, when you are over sixty, sleeping on a blow up mattress for two weeks is a challenge to every muscle in your body.
It takes a few nights to get the hang of turning over. But most important - keep it tighly blown up or next morning you will find yourself sinking into a crevasse.
All in all a very unusual experience.
We stopped for lunch at the Inn in Paso Robles. As we left Robin waved their slick full color brochure at me.
"We forgot the rule - never stop at a place with a slick brochure - go for atmosphere."
On the way out of town we saw three old, funky places and groaned,
" Oh,no. We stopped too soon. Now we have to come back."
2.
Pull off when you see something interesting, even if its not part of your plan. No telling what you might find.
We quickly veered off the highway when we noticed a sign for Mission San Micquel. We pulled into the parking lot looking forward to seeing another old Mission.
A yellow sign tacked to the door warned -
KEEP OUT! UNSAFE! DAMAGED BY EARTHQUAKE!
A local woman walking by reminded us of the San Simeon earthquake that occurred a year ago on this very day.
They have no idea how long it will take to raise the money to repair the damage. We drove around the small town. It must never have been prosperous and now, with the loss of the mission the dire economic situation was more evident.
Until this moment that earthquake was just a newspaper notice for us but now it was unforgettably human. It's all about perspective.
3.
Remember to split an entree. Restaurants serve far too much food for my hips.
4.
When you win - if you don't choose a good prize - one that can keep on giving is OK.
At San Luis Bay Inn Robin and I took the kids to the evening Bingo game. A good crowd had gathered. This game was about fun not the prizes - and rightly so - because the prizes were pitiful.
I was astounded when I actually won a game.
I picked out a plastic soap dish filled with silver wrapped Hersheys kisses. Robin took one look and laughed, "You picked the boobie prize."
"Maybe so. "Have a chocolate."
They disappeared in a minute.
Later I refilled the plastic soap dish and gave it to Robin for Christmas.
5.
Before we arrived Robin fixed up Danny's room for Jim and me. She beamed as she showed us the special double blow up bed on a stand she had gotten to replace the usual twin beds.
It was so sweet. We were grateful for the attention and - -we were speechless.
Let me tell you, when you are over sixty, sleeping on a blow up mattress for two weeks is a challenge to every muscle in your body.
It takes a few nights to get the hang of turning over. But most important - keep it tighly blown up or next morning you will find yourself sinking into a crevasse.
All in all a very unusual experience.
