Our last day started out with an "adventure walk" through the residential neighborhood in search of a local restaurant for breakfast... but after walking 5 miles and sweating out every ounce of water in my poor (dehydrated from the night before) body I finally persuaded Renee to eat at Devon's. Devon's is a local breakfast nook actually owned and operated by Devon? We waited for a table continuing to cook in the sun until we were ushered inside. Ahhh shade!! We sipped our coffee and chugged our water waiting for our pancakes and sausage patties... Everything seemed normal at the restaurant until Renee had to pee.
As she excused herself from the table, Devon sat down to chat with me. We discussed all the usual bullshit about his being the most amazing pancakes and that we should definitely come back here blah blah blah all while I stared at a booger hanging out of his nose until luckily more patrons arrived and he and his "hanger" left me. Renee returned a couple of seconds later, retrieved her phone from the table and said you have to see this! She disappeared back into the tiny bathroom giggling. I was so excited when she returned with a picture on her phone... See water is priceless here in Ptown so conserving it is essential... OBVIOUSLY when you have two buttons 1.Pee 2.Poo!!!!!!! OMG!!!!
Out to the streets we go, kinda wishing I had to drop a deuce just to see what happens with button #2?!! As we discussed possibilities I spotted another Ptown classic... I guess these fuckers aren't kidding when they talk about cement shoes!!! But what the fuck is with the suitcase?? We got chased away immediately following the picture because I had ignored the sign that said "don't touch art."
We continued cooking in the sun until we it was time to eat, which is basically all you do in ptown...
We met up with our friends one of them happen to be a black and white couple for dinner and while we laughed about the days events one of the ladies touched the her girlfriends neck saying "wow that is sunburned" and as she winced in pain she replied to her girl "you know how you don't touch a black girls hair? Well its the same as touching a white persons sunburn!!" I just about pissed my pants with that quote!
Off to end the vaca with festivities (not too late) we quickly disappear to go... um "clamming!"
Vacation ended with us sitting at a dead stop in traffic for 8 hours, my left arm (ONLY) getting sun burned from being out the drivers window while some kooky boy on a bike wearing what could only be described as a Hannibal Lector mask kept pace with us, until eventually passing us? Really??
The perfect ending to a perfect day...
Us, sweating with our two dogs(panting and shedding profusely), the cat meowing nonstop in her carrier, two suitcases overflowing with dirty clothes, subway wrappers blowing around and getting pulled over one town away from our house for turning right on red????? Seriously.... As serious as a fucking STD!!!! FUCK ME!!!! Who is coming next time??? LOL
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