Anywho, the East coast was awesome - I have lots of great stories but first:
A pictorial essay of the trip
We may or may not have almost missed our plane on the way out there. Not because we were drinking but because we couldn't find the car rental place. More on that later.
At least the airplane food
wasn't so bad:
Blondie and I wore our infamous John Deere shirts and ended up meeting the John Deere rep for all of the East Coast. His
name was John (seriously).I got to see a real lighthouse and go up in it - this is a big deal for me since I'm from Calgary. There
isn't exactly the chance of boats running into the shore here (although we did have one of the best Naval academies in the country - go figure). The lighthouses on the West coast are different or maybe I just don't know where to look to find a real red and white lighthouse.We had awesome fake Chinese food a few nights after the bar - Blondie told me she's never had Chinese in Calgary because she's afraid it's "real" Chinese (I'm assuming she meant chicken claws and tripe balls). When I told her that we have just as many fake Chinese places as real ones she got pretty excited. Note to self: take Blondie for Chinese. Maybe even dim sum...although she may not be able to handle that just yet.
We went to dinner theater and drank a liter of wine.
Each.
We saw an 80s hairband, Haywire:
We drank our faces off; danced with hot guys; partied at the spot where all the Alexander Keith's commercials are filmed; ate tons of lobster, scallops and mussels; and laid out on the beach for hours. We had an interesting ride home one night when we couldn't find a cab:
I met a farmer who said (and I quote) "I'm some glad I met you" when I told him I was from Calgary. Turns out he's coming here for 6 months in January to transport cows or milk pigs or something (chickens maybe?) so he needs some friends. Should be interesting taking the small town Vernon River boy around the big city.
However, we just got back and I'm exhausted, hungry and bitchy. Time for bed for this girl!
