Ricky Bobby Saves the Day
Trip Start
Jul 08, 2006
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Trip End
Sep 03, 2006
OK, so we're done with toodling around San Juan Island. What say we get in this relatively short-looking ferry line?
The Ferry Guide Person scribbles a number on our windshield. Matt wants ice cream. I'm hot and tired and hungry. I want FOOD. Like, lunch. We snarl. Finally we settle on corn nuts and the unrefrigerated turkey from yesterday.
Toot toot the ferry's in.
Do we make it on? Almost. We're the seventh car back that DIDN'T make it on. Oh well just four more hours to wait in this stinking parking lot.
Hey Matt, did I see a movie theater somewhere close? We perk up. A nice dark movie theater. SOMETHING to do during our unendurable wait.
A block and a half, around the corner, what's playing? The Devil Wore Prada? No, not for a boy teen. The Ballad of Ricky Bobby? Egad I don't want to see THAT. BUT I'LL GO JUST FOR YOU, MATT.
I thought I'd laugh my head off. Matt did.
Hands down, the best part of the trip.
The Ferry Guide Person scribbles a number on our windshield. Matt wants ice cream. I'm hot and tired and hungry. I want FOOD. Like, lunch. We snarl. Finally we settle on corn nuts and the unrefrigerated turkey from yesterday.
Toot toot the ferry's in.
Do we make it on? Almost. We're the seventh car back that DIDN'T make it on. Oh well just four more hours to wait in this stinking parking lot.
Hey Matt, did I see a movie theater somewhere close? We perk up. A nice dark movie theater. SOMETHING to do during our unendurable wait.
A block and a half, around the corner, what's playing? The Devil Wore Prada? No, not for a boy teen. The Ballad of Ricky Bobby? Egad I don't want to see THAT. BUT I'LL GO JUST FOR YOU, MATT.
I thought I'd laugh my head off. Matt did.
Hands down, the best part of the trip.


