I’m back in Florida! I really meant to write more while I was actually in Ohio, but I was busy, you know, doing things, which is a change for me!
So let’s see… On Monday, Scott and I attempted a Cleveland adventure and mostly failed. We went to the West Side Market, which I love, to procure some delicious Pirouette-type cookies from the Mediterranean store, both of which I also love, but when we got there they had some completely different brand with a strange flavor that I was not interested in. So we wandered elsewhere and found a neat random-Asian-food stall that I don’t remember existing before… but there was no one around to sell us the random Asian food. Sigh.
Wanting random Asian food, we decided to hit up Tree Country on Coventry for some pad thai of awesome (we haven’t found a similar taste here yet!), and on the way I thought we could stop at Koko Bakery, this little Korean bakery that sells THE tastiest curry beef pies ever. So good. Of course, when we got there they had curry beef buns and curry beef puffs, but no curry beef pies. I decided to just go get some pad thai. Luckily there were no problems there!
Wednesday was also an exciting day, as I got to spend it with my spoon! Love the spoon. We had lunch at Red Robin (which doesn’t really exist around here), then meandered around the Cleveland area before heading back to spoon’s place to play Katamari Damacy and watch Star Trek. Deee-lightful.
Thursday was Thanksgiving, of course, and there was turkey and mashed potatoes and pumpkin pie. These are the important things. There was also an attempt at geocaching, but we only found three in the wet and cold and dark before giving up and finding that pie instead.
Friday was more geocaching, this go-round much better as we found all 12 that we had set out for, including a highly amusing one that involved a rope in a tree and a DD-cup bra. There were also a couple of tremendously difficult ones in mini-forests of pine trees, one that was a small green container attached to a branch and one that was a test tube resting in the ground and covered by pine tree detritus.
Friday was also the day we headed to Pittsburgh and had a delicious dinner with Scott’s family and some guests who had come up for Saturday’s memorial service. The memorial service was lovely, and I learned many new things about Scott’s dad, but as soon as it was over we had to hop in the car to get back home, which we did over the course of Saturday and Sunday and in a total of probably 16 driving hours, once you factor in the insane traffic in South Carolina and Georgia. I am so glad we took ten hours to have a sleep in a motel… if we had hit that traffic at the end of a marathon trip I might have harbored homicidal thoughts.
And then, once home, I went swing dancing! Because that’s the way I roll. And now it is time for sleep and a return to the unexciting life.
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