HA! We drove an hour and a half, arrived at the shore, and found that all the trails were simply bike lanes on the main arteries of the city! There were no coastal trails, and when we tried to take our bikes up near the sand, we found it to be "pouco efficiente." (Portuguese for "highly ineffective"). We could've biked arterial lanes right here at home! I was not happy. We did, however, enjoy the coast. We couldn't really swim though, since we didn't bring suits (and the water was WICKED cold anyway) and we didn't want to ride home in a doorless Jeep with wet clothes. Brrrr...
The other kicker was supper. We went to a local restaurant, and I was FEENIN for some fresh seafood. So I ordered the captain's platter, which had clams, oysters, scallops, shrimp and haddock. What I got was about 12 pounds of grease and batter. We had decided to splurge on this meal, and NO ONE liked their food! You can imagine how much it killed me to fork over NINETY FIVE DOLLARS for food that no one liked. I absolutely do not mind splurging on a great meal (especially seafood) from time to time, if IT'S WORTH IT! It was not.
THEN... we left around 8pm for the drive home. It was chilly, but we were prepared. We brought hoodies and blankets to tuck ourselves in the doorless Jeep. But apparently, the wind was unpleasant on the children. Apparently, he was hogging the blanket. Apparently, she keeps leaning on me. Apparently, I can't sleep because the wind is noisy in my ears. Apparently, my kids are whiny complainers who can't enjoy a long, windy ride in a doorless Jeep. WHAT-EVER.
It's a good thing we had a great time at the shore, because the biking, dining, and Jeeping were a bust. Maybe we should count that as our FHE for the week.
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Ugg. I hate it when that happens especially the food part. You most certainly can count that as FHE-many lessons were learned-of what not to do.
Oh the food part would really tick me off. Did you complain to the manager or whatever?
Sorry your plans didn't work out. Hate it when that happens.
I had a blast! I got to ride my bike with Noe in tow (we were going so slow that she actually did most of the peddling). Mika and I reenacted the race on the beach scene from Rocky III (minus the hooker shorts and tube socks) sure dinner sucked. But it was a seafood place that served pot-roast so what do you expect. The drive home in the Jeep with no doors (or top for that matter) was awesome. We found this great classic rock station, it was 75-80 degrees, and the wind drowned out the whinny kids. Plus I got a new hat! The best part was when we got about 10 miles from home and I put in an mix CD and I got to hear my wife sing and dance in my doorless topless Jeep to the likes of Biggie Small, Ludacris, Mariah, Alisha Keys, and Usher. Well that wasn't the best part but it led to the best part.
Love you babe!!!
Our family trips end up like this a lot. You'll remember it anyway...;)
That dining experience would have for sure put me over the edge long before the annoying ride home. Hope the next adventure is better for you;)Tell Skip that this is a PG blog....GEEZ!
I can't believe I missed this post. (Our computer has been in the shop)
Okay, I am dying over Skip's comment, "hooker shorts and tube socks". I remember that scene...in all of it's slow motion glory...with the triumphant music in the background...and Balboa fist pumping into the air for a freeze frame shot as the music ended...
but I digress....
I love seafood. I am so sorry that it was lousy food. I would have been so mad, too.
You make me laugh. I love how you described the scene of the jeep ride home. I kept laughing as I read all of the, "Apparently" situations.
I am so sorry. What a mess. Vacationing is for the birds, I say. Video games are such a wonderful alternative.
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