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We woke up in WA to very beautiful, tall trees and green, green grass overcast morning. Moss is growing all over the roofs of all the buildings. Even some of the RVs that have been here way too long have moss on their roofs.
We were getting ready to face the day when there was a knock at the door. The camp host paid us a visit. It wasn’t a “hello did you get set up okay, do you need anything,” visit the way our old camp host Ron did. Even if the visitor pulled in after hours as we did, they were greeted kindly. No, we were greeted with a, “did you plan on checking in this morning?” I responded, “Yes, we were just getting ready.” She proceeded to inform me that we NEEDED to be there at 9am to check in (it was 10:30am). I explained that I had in fact filled out the night check in but I had a coupon for 1 night free and was waiting until we got to the office to make sure I wrote the check for the correct amount. She was still snippy but said to come in to check in.
We headed to the office. Brad and I open the door. The woman I had spoken to was behind the desk and an older man was in a recliner. As soon as we stepped in the man spoke to Brad. “Ya know when you walked that dog of yours, he pooped and you did not pick it up.” It was a great way to be greeted, no hello, no how ya doin, nothing. Brad had run Thor on the bike and had sent Zac to pick up the poop but the guy did not see that of course.
Now I am pissed. I told the lady we are PCSing, been on the road for 12 days, just drove a couple thousand miles pulling a trailer with 3 kids and a dog. No where does it state we needed to check in at 9am and if there is a problem we need to address it. I think she realized how we were feeling cuz her tune changed and she began dancing to impress. It is a camp ground; it is suppose to be a relaxing experience. After working at the FamCamp for almost a year in CO I learned A LOT. It made me see how nice it was having camp host who go above and beyond their responsibility with every guest (Ron and Yogi).
We headed to go meet up with Brad’s sister. It is now lunch time so the kids are groaning again. Cindy mentioned a spot we might like so we decided to give it a shot. We ended up at the XXX for lunch. Get your mind out of the gutter, its Brad’s sister! It is the last XXX Root Beer Drive. (www.triplexrootbeer.com) It was very good eatin. Zac and Brad both ordered their Famous Incredible Triple XXX Burger. The thing was bigger than Zac’s hand. He finished it while Brad could only make it half way through his. I tried to get Zac to save some but he insisted on finishing it. I swear I thought he was going to get sick but he didn’t. The décor was old pieces of cars, licenses plates from all over, and memorabilia relating with cars and old times. We loved it! See Mel, I am not the only one.
After eating, we headed out to get some pics in front of the building (always a scrapbooker). Out side there was a sweet ’61 Impala with a blower sticking out the hood. Brad is peeking inside when over the speaker from the restaurant a guy starts talking to Brad about the car. “Wanna pop the hood?” He asked. Brad nodded excitedly. Then the guy spoke through the speaker, “Wanna start it up?” Brad whipped his head out from under the hood and shouts Yes, Please! So the guy comes out and tosses Brad the keys to a 700hp big block shot of espresso. WOW, let me tell ya about some power flowing through that car. The guy was explaining the history of the car and future plans and the shows he was taking it to. He also spoke about the other projects he has at home. It is so nice to see an old car in the hands of some one who appreciates the power. The owner also told us how much fun it was to show those imports what horsepower really is. I think Brad will have an ear to ear grin for quite some time.
We headed back to Cindy’s after lunch to hang out. For dinner we went to Olive Garden with Cindy and her husband Dan. A co-worker of Brads had given him a gift card to make up for the not so good good-bye luncheon his work threw together for him. The going away party started and everyone started eating while Brad was still working the pharmacy window. Pretty sad after 3 years of dedication to a squadron, but hopefully the new pharmacy will appreciate Brad for the hard worker he is. Dinner was great as was my margarita with an extra shot of Amaretto on the side.
Seattle is very beautiful. It’s a huge city and lots of traffic, but we were able to take the freeway everywhere we have wanted to go. Tomorrow we will head to see the Space Needle.
We were getting ready to face the day when there was a knock at the door. The camp host paid us a visit. It wasn’t a “hello did you get set up okay, do you need anything,” visit the way our old camp host Ron did. Even if the visitor pulled in after hours as we did, they were greeted kindly. No, we were greeted with a, “did you plan on checking in this morning?” I responded, “Yes, we were just getting ready.” She proceeded to inform me that we NEEDED to be there at 9am to check in (it was 10:30am). I explained that I had in fact filled out the night check in but I had a coupon for 1 night free and was waiting until we got to the office to make sure I wrote the check for the correct amount. She was still snippy but said to come in to check in.
We headed to the office. Brad and I open the door. The woman I had spoken to was behind the desk and an older man was in a recliner. As soon as we stepped in the man spoke to Brad. “Ya know when you walked that dog of yours, he pooped and you did not pick it up.” It was a great way to be greeted, no hello, no how ya doin, nothing. Brad had run Thor on the bike and had sent Zac to pick up the poop but the guy did not see that of course.
Now I am pissed. I told the lady we are PCSing, been on the road for 12 days, just drove a couple thousand miles pulling a trailer with 3 kids and a dog. No where does it state we needed to check in at 9am and if there is a problem we need to address it. I think she realized how we were feeling cuz her tune changed and she began dancing to impress. It is a camp ground; it is suppose to be a relaxing experience. After working at the FamCamp for almost a year in CO I learned A LOT. It made me see how nice it was having camp host who go above and beyond their responsibility with every guest (Ron and Yogi).
We headed to go meet up with Brad’s sister. It is now lunch time so the kids are groaning again. Cindy mentioned a spot we might like so we decided to give it a shot. We ended up at the XXX for lunch. Get your mind out of the gutter, its Brad’s sister! It is the last XXX Root Beer Drive. (www.triplexrootbeer.com) It was very good eatin. Zac and Brad both ordered their Famous Incredible Triple XXX Burger. The thing was bigger than Zac’s hand. He finished it while Brad could only make it half way through his. I tried to get Zac to save some but he insisted on finishing it. I swear I thought he was going to get sick but he didn’t. The décor was old pieces of cars, licenses plates from all over, and memorabilia relating with cars and old times. We loved it! See Mel, I am not the only one.
After eating, we headed out to get some pics in front of the building (always a scrapbooker). Out side there was a sweet ’61 Impala with a blower sticking out the hood. Brad is peeking inside when over the speaker from the restaurant a guy starts talking to Brad about the car. “Wanna pop the hood?” He asked. Brad nodded excitedly. Then the guy spoke through the speaker, “Wanna start it up?” Brad whipped his head out from under the hood and shouts Yes, Please! So the guy comes out and tosses Brad the keys to a 700hp big block shot of espresso. WOW, let me tell ya about some power flowing through that car. The guy was explaining the history of the car and future plans and the shows he was taking it to. He also spoke about the other projects he has at home. It is so nice to see an old car in the hands of some one who appreciates the power. The owner also told us how much fun it was to show those imports what horsepower really is. I think Brad will have an ear to ear grin for quite some time.
We headed back to Cindy’s after lunch to hang out. For dinner we went to Olive Garden with Cindy and her husband Dan. A co-worker of Brads had given him a gift card to make up for the not so good good-bye luncheon his work threw together for him. The going away party started and everyone started eating while Brad was still working the pharmacy window. Pretty sad after 3 years of dedication to a squadron, but hopefully the new pharmacy will appreciate Brad for the hard worker he is. Dinner was great as was my margarita with an extra shot of Amaretto on the side.
Seattle is very beautiful. It’s a huge city and lots of traffic, but we were able to take the freeway everywhere we have wanted to go. Tomorrow we will head to see the Space Needle.
2 comments:
deng!!! that's a big burger! you should put up a picture of that car, it sounds sweet!
Yes, I must say the Amaretto was quite good! HA
Cindy and Dan
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