Thursday Oct 20th 2005
Oct 2oth~
Having our free continental breakfast at the Super 8 in Merced was quite something. We're sitting just enjoying our coffee, bowl of cereal and a muffin when this young black man comes in and talks some babble to the front desk clerk. He's on his way out when he turns and asks if he could have a cup of coffee. She says "help yourself". He grabs a cup-knocking over 6 onto the floor (leaves them there) then starts to put a little of decaf in the cup--then regular--then goes over to the juice and adds orange juice..takes out the dump tray and tries to empty it into the coffee dump tray (spilling it all over the floor)..I unfortunately said to him "oh it seems your klutzy just like i am" He says "yeah you wish".......what the hell does that mean!! anyhow he starts to walk away--tastes his beverage and then throws contents all over the floor...takes his cup -picks up the 6 on the floor and puts his cup and the 6 back in the stack of fresh cups. then yells something crazy to the front desk girl and leaves.....he was totally whacked. She (front desk) was trying to be nice, never seen him before but thinks he must be on crack or something. Laura could have killed me that i even spoke to him-thought he was going to pull out a gun and just shoot me. Oh well.
So we're on our way to Yosemite. We stopped for gas and I so wish that I took a photo of this old man that started talking to me. He must have been in his 80's-tall man wearing suspenders and he had about 5 teeth in his mouth. He was carrying a paper plate filled with something and another paper plate covering it. He mumbled something to me (i thought he said "breakfast") as he was walking into the gas station. I said "ok?" he said "what..you don't like catfish"? I explained what i thought he said and told him i love catfish. He removes the lid and extends his hand towards me showing me this huge plate of fried catfish. I finally figure out that he wants me to go ahead and take a piece...which I do. I decide--what the hell--I almost died already once today. I taste the catfish and I'm telling you....that was some damn good catfish. Well we start talking--next thing you know-he's giving me a copy of the recipe.....(yeah!!!). He got it from some diner in hmmm, I forget Arkansas or Alabama..back when he was a train conductor. Ok-so we're now in Yosemite. It was beautiful. Though we were a little disappointed that Yosemite falls was dry....boo-hoo.
When parked to look at Bridalveil Falls-Laura got out and started walking away-i'm searching for the camera etc..I turn around and see her coming out of the bathroom. She's not wearing the same clothes--I'm thinking--when did she grab a change of clothes??? She gets closer to the car and then gets into the car parked 3 spots away. Hmmm....strange--I turn around and there is Laura...Luckily the lady in the car (that i thought was Laura) gets back out so i can explain to Laura what just happened to me. I couldn't take it --had to go ask to get her photo with Laura. Her name was Kim and we spend a little bit of time walking around with Kim and Doug.
Yosemite really was beautiful.....we spend the night in our car parked in the campground--little nervous about getting busted-but everything was fine.
Having our free continental breakfast at the Super 8 in Merced was quite something. We're sitting just enjoying our coffee, bowl of cereal and a muffin when this young black man comes in and talks some babble to the front desk clerk. He's on his way out when he turns and asks if he could have a cup of coffee. She says "help yourself". He grabs a cup-knocking over 6 onto the floor (leaves them there) then starts to put a little of decaf in the cup--then regular--then goes over to the juice and adds orange juice..takes out the dump tray and tries to empty it into the coffee dump tray (spilling it all over the floor)..I unfortunately said to him "oh it seems your klutzy just like i am" He says "yeah you wish".......what the hell does that mean!! anyhow he starts to walk away--tastes his beverage and then throws contents all over the floor...takes his cup -picks up the 6 on the floor and puts his cup and the 6 back in the stack of fresh cups. then yells something crazy to the front desk girl and leaves.....he was totally whacked. She (front desk) was trying to be nice, never seen him before but thinks he must be on crack or something. Laura could have killed me that i even spoke to him-thought he was going to pull out a gun and just shoot me. Oh well.
So we're on our way to Yosemite. We stopped for gas and I so wish that I took a photo of this old man that started talking to me. He must have been in his 80's-tall man wearing suspenders and he had about 5 teeth in his mouth. He was carrying a paper plate filled with something and another paper plate covering it. He mumbled something to me (i thought he said "breakfast") as he was walking into the gas station. I said "ok?" he said "what..you don't like catfish"? I explained what i thought he said and told him i love catfish. He removes the lid and extends his hand towards me showing me this huge plate of fried catfish. I finally figure out that he wants me to go ahead and take a piece...which I do. I decide--what the hell--I almost died already once today. I taste the catfish and I'm telling you....that was some damn good catfish. Well we start talking--next thing you know-he's giving me a copy of the recipe.....(yeah!!!). He got it from some diner in hmmm, I forget Arkansas or Alabama..back when he was a train conductor. Ok-so we're now in Yosemite. It was beautiful. Though we were a little disappointed that Yosemite falls was dry....boo-hoo.
When parked to look at Bridalveil Falls-Laura got out and started walking away-i'm searching for the camera etc..I turn around and see her coming out of the bathroom. She's not wearing the same clothes--I'm thinking--when did she grab a change of clothes??? She gets closer to the car and then gets into the car parked 3 spots away. Hmmm....strange--I turn around and there is Laura...Luckily the lady in the car (that i thought was Laura) gets back out so i can explain to Laura what just happened to me. I couldn't take it --had to go ask to get her photo with Laura. Her name was Kim and we spend a little bit of time walking around with Kim and Doug.
Yosemite really was beautiful.....we spend the night in our car parked in the campground--little nervous about getting busted-but everything was fine.
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