Saturday, we checked out and drove west to Destin. Ate at Cici's for their $3.99 anniversary buffet in Fort Walton, along with about half the locals. Couldn't check in until 4 pm and had pretty chilly, overcast weather so went NTNin' to new sites, hitting Fans Pub, Third Base and B-Dub.
Stopped into Angler's in Fort Walton Beach to play NTN and look out on the Gulf of Mexico. We were surprised to meet Kim, a person we know from the old Costello's, now Baja Benny's on Fox Lake, back home. Quite a coincidence, but not as much as meeting Hollis and Jean in Christ Church, New Zealand.
Checked into the motel and went to the bowling alley and played some more NTN. We were more than shocked at their $4.75 twenty-two ounce mugs of beer. Not drinking much at that price.
Stayed two nights at the Sea Oats Motel, an old mom-pop place right on the water.
Getting Tired of These Cold Days at the Beach. -RoadDog
I don't suffer from insanity. I enjoy every minute of it.
Being an account of some things I'm interested in, what I'm doing, and reflections on my past, especially music.
Listen to this man. Seven years of college, you know. Trying to reason with 2020 and, now, 2022.
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