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Sometimes She Wanders Off . . .
After a delicious lunch at Pho Barr, and a quick stop at Harbor Freight for some suction cups, we made a Costco run.
Besides the usual stuff, I found a set of these.
It’s a set of 4 Tile Bluetooth Trackers. Clipped to your purse, keys, etc., one will allow you to track them anywhere within about 400ft. And using a Bluetooth crowd-sourcing technique, they can be tracked at a much larger distance.
And what do I needed to track? Well, it’s who, not what.
It’s Jan.
Jan tends to have ‘Squirrel!’ moments. We’ll be walking about WalMart/Sam’s/Costco, etc., and I’ll look back and she’ll be gone. She’ll see something off down another aisle and she’s gone. And even worse, I’m walking along talking to some other guy’s wife.
And sometimes it can take me a while, criss-crossing the store, to find her again.
Now if she normally carried her phone, I could track her on that, but it’s usually still on the counter at home. So I’m clipping one of these to her purse (which she always has with her.) so I can find her without sending out a search team.
We’ll see how it works out.
The upcoming month of May is going to be a busy one for us.
Jan’s going to be Landon-sitting all next week, starting tomorrow. Brandi, Lowell, and Landon are coming down to Webster to meet us for lunch at Floyd’s Cajun Seafood, after which they’ll take Jan back with them. Friday I’ll go up to Katy to bring her home.
Then the week after, on Tuesday we have the Ramses exhibit at the Houston Museum of Natural Science, with lunch beforehand at Katz’s Deli. Thursday we have lunch with our friends, Debi & Ed Hurlburt, at the Longhorn Steakhouse up in The Woodlands area. After that on Friday, we have the monthly Alvin Opry show over in, where else, Alvin.
Plus that day, the 13th, is also the last of my 180 day Bone Graft Stimulator treatments that I have to do every night.
Then the next week is another Alvin Opry friends get-together at the Saltgrass Steakhouse once again.
And the following Thursday, the 26th, we leave for our 2+ week Alabama Vacation/Reunion, not getting back home until Sunday the 12th.
Like I said, a busy month.
Our first visit to Sequoia National Park and Kings Canyon National Park.
April 30, 2010
Some Really Big Trees…
Today we headed out to visit Sequoia National Park and Kings Canyon National Park. Leaving about 9 am we drove 70 miles south thru Fresno to the entrance to Sequoia National Park.
But before we left we set the crockpot on a timer so that when we came home we’d have a big pot of Tuscan Chicken Spaghetti waiting for us. Then we hit the road, heading toward Fresno, about 30 miles south.
Leaving Fresno, which is at 300 ft. elevation, we starting the climb up into the Sierras, with some great views along the way.
And just like yesterday we ran into snow. We started encountering it about 4500 feet, and it just got deeper the further up we went.
When we got to the Ranger Station at Grants Grove at almost 7000 feet, we really saw the snow in deep drifts.
There was a lot more snow here in Sequoia than in Yosemite yesterday.
After checking in at the Ranger Station and checking out the Gift Shop, we had to change our travel plans. We had planned to drive the big 60 mile loop thru the park and come out down south near Visalia. But we found that loop was closed due to the heavy snowfall and would not be open anytime soon. That meant we would not be able to see the General Sherman Tree, the largest tree in the world. Bummer!
But we would be able to see the 2nd largest tree, the General Grant tree, so we headed over to Grant’s Grove a couple of miles away to take a look.
This is the first big tree we saw right in front of our truck when we parked. It’s hard to convey how really big these trees are. The pictures really don’t do them justice.
And across the parking lot were these twins.
And here is the General Grant tree. It’s 267 feet tall and about 35 feet in diameter. It is estimated to be over 1600 years old.
And here is an internet picture of the General Sherman that we didn’t get to see. It’s about 275 feet tall and about 40 feet in diameter at the base. That’s as big as our RV ! It’s between 2300 and 2700 years old. The spread of the branches at the top is almost 110 feet wide.
After viewing the trees, we went back to the lodge for a really good lunch at the restaurant, much better than the one at Yosemite yesterday.
Then after lunch, we drove out into the forest for about 10 miles just taking in all great scenery along the way.
Then it was time to head home. Coming back down thru the mountains, we went thru several cloud layers, but by the time we got down to the bottom, it was clear and sunny again. And going from almost 7000 feet to 300 feet really makes the ears pop.
We got back about 3:30 to a coach filled with wonderful smell of our dinner cooking away.
We ate about 6 pm and it was great. It’s the first time Jan’s fixed this Tuscan Chicken Spaghetti, but we’ll definitely have it again.
Tomorrow is a take-it-easy day. We’re going to get together with some friends, George and Sandy, who we’ve corresponded with for awhile, but only met this past March. We discovered yesterday that we’re both in the same park here.
Bearizona and More Las Vegas.
April 30, 2011
Bearizona and Las Vegas . . .
Today was a travel day, from Williams, AZ to the Thousand Trails RV Park in Las Vegas. But before I tell you about that, I wanted to recount our visit to Bearizona yesterday.
Bearizona is a drive-thru/walk-thru wildlife park that just opened last year, and new exhibits are being built even now.
These are American Burros who are apparently more interested in dinner than us.
Next we had the American Bison or Buffalo.
This guy was only about 20 feet from the truck, and I think he was bigger than the truck.
These are Gray Wolves. When we pulled up to their area, they were just laying around under the trees until one of the park guys went by on his ATV. They all perked up and came running over to the road, I guess thinking they were going to be fed.
In the next area, we had Dall Sheep. We saw a lot of these along the roads in Alaska.
And more sheep, this time Big Horn Sheep. We’ve seen these a number of times traveling out west.
This is the fabled White Buffalo. True albino buffalo are extremely rare, but I don’t know what these are. They could be leucistic, which means they would have blue eyes instead of the pink eyes of an albino, or they could be a buffalo/cow cross.
Finally we saw bears, lots of bears. Black ones, brown ones, little ones, big ones. All around us.
But the cutest ones were the four 3 month old cubs. They were playing, falling, and wrestling like a bunch of puppies, into everything.
They even had a baby javelina, with his own bed.
He even has his own toy to play with. I wonder if the Big Horn Sheep have a toy javelina to play with?
Another one of those ‘so ugly they’re cute’ animals.
A baby fox.
But, beside the bear cubs, I think everyone’s favorite were the Bobcats. It was almost like they enjoyed posing for us.
They would sit on the rock for a while, take a break and wander off, and then come back and sit on the rock again.
Just beautiful animals.
We had a great time at Bearizona and look forward to visiting it again next year to check out the new animals.
Bearizona is well worth your time if you’re in the area.
Now back to today.
We left the Canyon Gate RV Park in Williams about 9, heading for Las Vegas 213 miles away.
We were a little worried about the high wind advisories we were seeing, warning of bad conditions crossing the new Hoover Dam Bypass Bridge, but except for the occasional ‘interesting’ wind gust, the trip was smooth and the scenery was great. Jan had worried about crossing the new bridge, but because the sides are high, and RV’s are supposed to stay in the left lane, you never realize that you are almost 900 feet about the Colorado River as you cross.
It’s really kind of disappointing.
We got into the Thousand Trails here in Vegas a little after 1 and got set up. Then about 3 we drove down to Boulder Station Casino to check out the buffet there.
And it was just as good as last year. We’re going to be here for two weeks, and hopefully we’ll have as much fun as last year.
Here in Houston
April 30, 2014
Batteries Not Included . . .
Where’s the only place with worse government bureaucracy than the US Federal Government.
Try the Chinese Consulate.
We got there about 10:30 to drop off the visa paperwork for my great-nieces, Darby and Stahlie for their upcoming trip to China. First off, it would help if the clerks handling my paperwork spoke better English than I speak Chinese. And I think most of my Chinese would probably get me slapped. It was funny though, that there were a lot of Asians in line who were having the same language problems that I was.
It would also help if the instructions on the Chinese website about how to get a visa actually matched up with what the clerks want.
We had planned to do a same day pickup, but despite what the website says, they don’t offer that anymore. And since this was not a last minute application, we were told to pick up the visas next Wednesday. So we’ll have to make other arrangements to pick them up.
Finally leaving the Consulate, we drove a few blocks away to have lunch at Katz’s Deli, a Houston tradition.
A spinoff from the famous Katz’s Deli in New York City, it’s a favorite of ours here in Houston.
Where else can you get a real Rueben like this? And this is only the half sandwich lunch special.
Now that’s a Heart Attack on a Plate.
Our next stop was the Interstate Batteries store. Both my engine batteries and my house batteries started to die at pretty much the same time. My engine batteries were AC-Delco 1150’s and were in the coach when we bought it in December of 2007. They appear to have been installed a couple of years earlier.
My house batteries were installed by me in March 2008 to replace the weak Trojan 105’s that were in the coach when we purchased it. At that time I installed 4 Interstate U2400’s that I’ve been very happy with. So based on this experience, I wanted to use Interstate’s again.
First up, before replacing the engine batteries, I switched off the master disconnect in the engine compartment.
My engine batteries are on a swing-out frame that makes them easy to get to. And the coach has these connection buss’ that make it really easy to disconnect the wires.
Just unscrew the four nuts and you can lift off the connections.
Next, I removed the old batteries and cleaned the frame.
Then it was just a matter of setting the new batteries in place, made easier by the built-in carry straps. Next I fastened down the retaining frame.
I’m replacing the AC-Delco’s with Interstate 31-MHD’s. They’re a little lighter, slightly smaller, but have 925 CCA (Cold Cranking Amps) instead of the 700 CCA of the AC-Delco’s. Smaller, lighter, and more power. You can’t beat that.
After getting everything tightened down, and the Master Disconnect back on, I went inside and fired up the Cummins 350 to be sure it’s ready to go on Friday.
These are the 4 Interstate U2400 6V batteries. Since we very seldom boondock and I’m cheap, I’m going to try it for a while with only 2 batteries.
I pulled all four out (these suckers are heavy at 75 pounds a piece.) and then cleaned the plastic tray.
Getting the batteries out and separated, I discovered something interesting. Only one of the four is really bad. Three of them read 6.2 volts, but the fourth one read 4.5, and it’s kind of swollen.
I had already planned to keep two of the old ones as placeholders, so I kept two of the good ones. You’re normally not supposed to put old and new ones together, so I just wired the two new ones into the system. But I may experiment a little when I have time. All I have to do is connect two cables to add them back online. We’ll see how it goes.
About 6pm Jan and I headed up the road to have dinner at Hruska’s. We’d heard how good their burgers were, so good that they were even written up in Texas Monthly. So we had to give them a try.
On one level they were very good. I mean this Double Bacon Cheeseburger was over 5 inches high, and it was all fresh and hot.
But the disappointment was that it was overcooked to the point of the meat being almost crumbly. Jan had ask for hers well-done and the clerk said they’re all cooked well-done. So I don’t know if we just got ones that way overcooked, or this is the way they all are.
Maybe we’ll have chance to try them another time.
Leaving Las Vegas
April 30, 2015
A Mass Exodus . . .
The park here has really emptied out in the last couple days, presumably the temps are now in the mid-90’s and going higher. And to think that just a week daytime temps were struggling to make 70 degrees and we had night time temps running from the high 30’s to low 40’s. That’s a real change.
Not sure what’s going with gas/diesel prices in the last week, but unleaded has gone up 22 cents a gallon in the last week, and 15 cents in the last two days. Diesel hasn’t gone up quite as much, and strangely, it’s still 25 to 30 cents a gallon cheaper than unleaded.
Jan and I headed out about 4:30 to have one last dinner down in Henderson at our favorite Las Vegas Mexican place, Lindo Michoacan.
We went early to beat the rush and also to sure of getting a window seat overlooking Las Vegas, previously our favorite view of the city. Of course that’s now been replaced by the High Roller Observation Wheel.
We both tried something new tonight with Jan going with the Pollo a la Parrilla, and forsaking my usual Carnitas a la Coca-Cola, I went with the Carne Asada.
We both really enjoyed our changeup meals, and their chips and salsa were great as usual. And even better, as well as the bowl of salsa that comes with the chips, you also get a bowl of very tasty bean dip. Really good.
I forgot to mention on our last visit to Lindo Michoacan that we also get a cup of Fideo Soup like this with our meals.
Fideo means ‘noodle’ in Spanish, and that’s what it is, a noodle soup made with a light tomato-based broth. Really good, and a great way to start our meal.
After a great meal, and as we had planned, we went back to the rig for an hour or so. Then after it was dark, we headed back over to the Strip to take in another of our Vegas favorites, the Bellagio Fountains.
We’ve done this a number of times, so we know exactly where to park in their parking garage, and the route to take through the casino and hotel, and out the front to the walkway around the fountains.
We got there a couple of minutes into one show, and then stayed for two more full shows. The shows run about every 15 minutes, and each one of the three we viewed were different, so I don’t know how many different shows they have.
Here’s some of the photos I got.
We finally got back home about 9:45 after another very nice day here in Las Vegas. And we’ve only got two more to go, since we’ll be leaving here on Sunday, and heading back to Cottonwood for a week or so.
Leaving LA
April 30, 2017
Land of Fruits and Nuts . . .
With a 345 mile trip ahead of us on Saturday, we left the Soledad Canyon TT about 8:15am and headed south on the Antelope Valley Fwy about 17 miles until we got on I-5 and headed north toward Lodi, CA.
And then it was up one mountain and then down the other side. and again, and again, and again. About 75 miles worth.
The fabled Grapevine. Which pretty much ends at Grapevine, CA where things started to level out. But due to heavy traffic and a couple of wrecks along the way, we weren’t making very good time.
I knew the office at Flag City RV Park in Lodi closed at 9 so I called ahead and they said they already had our site info in a envelope taped to the door and I could settle up in the morning. Great!
We finally pulled in the park about 11pm and found a very nice Sikh gentleman waiting for us with a golf cart ready to lead us to our pull-thru site, long enough that we didn’t have to unhitch. Much appreciated after our long day.
We slept in this morning, not getting up until after 8, and not getting on the road until about 10, OK since we only had a 245 mile run up to Weed, CA this morning.
Heading out we stopped at the office to settle up and then it was back on I-5N just a couple of blocks away. And this time rather than hills, we had miles and miles of fruit and nuts . . . and olives. Well, olives are fruit, so just fruit and nuts.
Jan and I both agree it should be a law that farmers have to put signs along the highway telling you what they’re growing. I mean, I can recognize corn, soybeans, molasses, cotton, alfalfa, and a few other crops, but fruits and nuts, not so much.
We had grapes, pistachios, walnuts, cherries, and olives. Now grapes we recognized, and I assume the cherries were the ones that were covered with nets. But the rest are just trees to us.
We want signs!
We first started seeing Mt. Shasta rising above the horizon about 140 miles out, and got these photos at 100 miles.
After a long climb back up into the mountains, we pulled into Friendly RV Park in Weed, CA about 3:30 and got parked and set up. And this is the view out our windshield.
Tomorrow we’ll spend some time driving around before heading up to the Bend/Sunriver Thousand Trails on Tuesday for a two week stay.
Last Day in Budapest before setting sail.
April 30, 2019
Short Skirts and Tight Jeans . . .
Not That I Have A Problem With That.
Breakfast this morning was splitting a Chocolate Croissant that we had bought previously at a bakery, and coffee and orange juice from the Aquavit Terrace Breakfast Bar.
Then at 8:30 we were out and about on a tour of Panoramic Budapest.
Some of this we’d already seen since it was near our hotel, but that just gave us more free time for exploring on our own.
We did learn a lot about the history of Budapest and Hungary from our guide. Later we stopped off at a pharmacy for a few things before heading back to our rendezvous spot, and then back to the ship.
When we were ready to board we found we had to pass through another Viking ship that was moored between us and the dock. Apparently this is not unusual, due to so many different cruise ship lines and a limited amount of dock space along the river. Sometimes as many as four ships are dock side by side. So you may have to walk through 2 or 3 other ships to get to yours.
Then after another great lunch, we were off on our afternoon adventure, a trip to the famous Grand, or Central Market. Rather than a bus, this time we all took the electric tram 4 stops down the line to the Market.
The Market turned out be an enormous glass-roofed building, with three floors of shops selling mostly food items.
There were a couple of places selling souvenirs for the tourists, but most of the people seemed to be locals doing their food shopping.
Maybe the most interesting was the way meat was displayed and sold. Nothing was neatly packaged and wrapped in plastic like the States, but laid out in neat, raw rows, with pretty much any type of fresh sausage or meat that you could want.
Even the fish were fresh. They were kept in large tanks, with many different species all lumped in together, packed in so tightly that they could hardly move. You just pointed out what you wanted, and they would ‘fish’ it out and then kill and clean it on the spot. Now that’s fresh.
Viking had a number of ‘tastings’ set up for us around the area, letting us try different types of honey, sausage, pastries, wine cheese, and pickled veggies and fruits. It seems like the Hungarians will pickle just about anything. And it’s all good.
Getting back to the ship about 5pm, we met up for dinner about 7 with the group of friends we accumulated. And a diverse group it is.
We’ve got a couple from Memphis that I mentioned yesterday, a couple from San Francisco, another from Illinois, two couples from Australia, Perth and Melbourne, and another couple from Houston. She’s Filipino and he’s Thai.
For dinner they have two different menu sections. The one on the left never changes, with Angus Ribeye, Roasted Chicken, Poached Salmon, and Vegetarian Lasagna.
But on the right side are regional specialties that change every day. Each side also has its own Starters, I.e. Appetizers and desserts as well. And you can mix and match as much as you want, jumping from one side to the other. You can even get one entrée from both sides if you want.
Tonight Jan and I both ordered from the Regional menu, she getting the Seared Divers Scallops,
while I got the Hungarian Goulash.
For dessert Jan got the fresh-made Peach Sorbet from the Regional offerings, while I got the Bourbon Crème Brule from the Standard side.
Every evening before dinner they have the Port Talk, a synopsis of life on the ship and what’s happening the next day. One thing discussed was getting back the ship too late.
They will wait for you a maximum of 5 minutes, and then they’re pulling away from the dock. The reason for this are the 67 locks they have to work through on the Danube (which is not Blue by the way, but a dirty greyish brown), the Main, and the Rhine on the way to Amsterdam.
The waterways are so busy that you have to have an appointment for your lock transition time. And if you miss your window you will have to wait, throwing you minutes, or even hours behind schedule, each delay cascading into the next one.
So they will leave you.
I don’t know who makes the fashion rules in Hungarian, but I’d like to shake their hand. Because the clothing de rigueur for young, beautiful women here seems to be skin-tight sprayed-on jeans, or short skirts with or without leggings, but both in high heels.
Not that there’s anything wrong with that. Not a thing.
Just Last Year
April 30, 2021
Swimming In The Sky . . .
Elon Musk launched another 60 satellites into his Starlink constellation yesterday, and it can’t become fully operational soon enough for Jan and I. Our Comcast/Xfinity Internet here at the park is great . . . when it’s working. But often it’s hit or miss.
And it’s not fault of the park, either. The WiFi signal will still be fine, and I can connect to it with no problems. But as they say, there’s no there there. In other word, a connection, but no Internet signal.
And it may be off for 5 minutes, or in at least one case, 5 hours or so.
So, as I’ve mentioned before, we’re on the list for Elon’s Starlink Internet system, supposedly later this summer, or the early fall. As I said, it can’t come fast enough
Well that was quick.
Late this afternoon I uploaded the requested photo of both broken cups to Wish.
And about 4 hours later, I had the refund in my PayPal account.
However, even with the quick refund, we won’t be ordering anything else from Wish on Facebook. This was our second order from them, and the second one where we needed a refund, though the first one was only a partial one.
We ordered two Van Gogh decorated canvas bags, but only received one of them. So in this case, it’s two strikes and you’re out.
As usual, tomorrow will be another of our lunch/errand days, this time with a first visit to Pop Top Burgers, a new place over near our old house.
And I’m really looking forward to trying their Big Bubba Burger.
It’s got a Beef Patty, Bacon, American Cheese, Grilled Philly Steak Meat, Grilled Onions, Swiss Cheese, Shredded Lettuce, Tomatoes, Pickles, Special Sauce And Topped With A Thick Onion Ring.
Can’t wait to try it.
A new condo complex in London let’s you swim in the sky.
It’s a completely glass swimming pool 82 ft. wide and suspended 175 ft. above ground.
The pool connects two blocks of the luxury buildings, and holds 400 tons of water. And the pool is constructed to move with any sway of the buildings.
So it looks like you could suffer from motion-sickness, seasickness, and acrophobia all at the same time.
Thought For The Day:
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Godaddy’s Working On it . . .
The problem that some people are seeing is because of a DDOS attack on the shared server where my blog also resides. They’re working on it.
Just keep trying it over and over and it seems it will eventually work.
Well, it looks like at least part of this weekend will be taken up by my having to pull the driver’s door inside panel to figure out why the window won’t go all the way up. The glass itself is not jammed because I can lift it by hand. It will go down but only half way up, so I know the motor is working. So I’ll pull it apart and see what I find.
A tour of our first visit to Yosemite National Park
April 29, 2010
Oh WOW !!!!
We left the rig about 9:15 am heading out to see Yosemite National Park. As we got closer to Oakhurst, the 2nd town over, we started to see a lot of snow on the mountains that wasn’t there yesterday.
After stopping for gas in Oakhurst, we headed north about 5 miles and entered the Sierra National Forest, which borders Yosemite. Along the way we encountered more and more snow, which gave us some incredible views.
Another 10 miles later we entered Yosemite National Park at the Ranger Station. Because of the heavy snow last night (between 6 and 12 inches) we were told we that we needed either chains or a 4 wheel drive vehicle with snow tires to enter the Park. We had the 4 wheel drive, but no snow tires, but lucky for us they didn’t really check, so we got in. As it turned out, the roads were pretty clear and we never needed it.
We did see several snow plows during our drive so I guess they did a good job. But the higher we climbed the more snow we saw. We finally topped out about 6500 feet, with snow covering everything but the road. And the views were spectacular.
After a lot of hairpin turns we came to the area known as Tunnel View, which of course involves a tunnel.
Coming out of the tunnel there was a large viewing area looking out over the valley, including BridalVeil Fall. Yes, for some reason it’s called Fall, not Falls.
As we got closer, the Fall got more and more impressive.
We stopped at the Fall viewing area and walked up the 1000 foot trail to the base of the fall. With all the spray in the air, it was almost like it was raining.
Then it was on to Yosemite Village, which is the turnaround point for the trip, with more great scenery along the way.
As we got close to the Village, we saw the other big waterfall in the park, Yosemite Falls. Yes, this one is called Falls, not Fall. Don’t asked me why.
After buying some souvenirs at the Yosemite Store, we stopped and had a bad lunch at the Lodge. The best part was the cookie we had for dessert.
We also saw a lot of Sequoias in the Park. For some reason I always thought that Sequoias and Redwoods were the same tree, but they’re not. It turns out that Redwoods are only found in northern coastal California up near the Oregon border.
Coming home, we started seeing first rain, then sleet, and finally, sleet, hail,and snow, all mixed together.
We got home about 3:30 pm, glad to be back where it was warm and dry.
Tomorrow we plan on heading south about 75 miles to Sequoia National Park where we’ll see a lot more, bigger Sequoias.
More tomorrow . . .
Late Update:
Tonight on CSI they investigated a murder they thought was done at a shooting range. Although the name was different, the store they used was the one where Jan did her machine gun shooting when we were in Las Vega.
Riding the High Roller in Vegas.
April 29, 2015
Open the Pod Bay Doors, HAL . . .
Jan and I headed out about 4:15 for our evening’s festivities, with our first stop the parking garage at the back of the Flamingo Casino. Our destination was Jimmy Buffett’s Margaritaville out on the Strip side of the Flamingo. We’ve made this walk from the parking garage to the restaurant a number of times, which is good, because it’s kind of like walking a maze.
We came this early knowing that we would probably have a pretty long wait, based on previous visits. But perhaps because of the restaurant’s expansion since we were last here two years ago, we had no wait whatsoever, and were seated immediately.
This area where we were seated tonight was a storeroom for the Flamingo Hotel when we were here before.
I didn’t plan on having a drink tonight, but when I saw a Habanero Margarita on the menu, I had to try it. And it was really good. And hot.
I did take the jalapenos out of the drink and put them on my Cheddar BBQ Burger that I had below, along with an order of their delicious Cilantro-Lime Coleslaw that we shared. Plus the Roasted Jalapeno was really good.
Jan went with the eponymous Cheeseburger in Paradise, which despite being based on the song, is not prepared correctly.
According to the menu, Jan’s burger had American Cheese, lettuce, tomato, Paradise Island Sauce, and a big Kosher Pickle.
But according to the song, it should have Muenster cheese, lettuce, tomato, sliced onion, and Heinz 57 sauce. But the big Kosher pickle was right, at least.
Now a lot of people, including some Internet sites, think the lyrics are “medium rare with mustard’d be nice.” But Jimmy Buffett has confirmed that the lyrics are “medium rare with Muenster’d be nice.”, as in Muenster Cheese.
As Jimmy Buffett says, “Who in the hell puts mustard on a hamburger.?”
Get it right, people!
For dessert we shared an order of their Chocolate Banana Pudding, which is actually Bread Pudding with sliced bananas, ice cream, whipped cream, and chocolate sauce.
It was a great meal, as the big smile on my beautiful wife shows.
Because I had allowed extra time figuring we’d have a wait at the restaurant, we were finished up by 6:30, but our High Roller ride wasn’t until about 8pm.
While we were deciding how to kill an hour or so, we walked outside on the Strip and saw these two Adirondack chairs just waiting for us. So we spent about an hour sitting out on the Strip watching the world go by.
Well, watching the world, and a lot of strangely dressed people go by. But it was fun.
We got out to the Wheel a little before 8pm, and took the escalator up to the boarding platform.
The Wheel doesn’t normally stop for loading and unloading people. It’s moving slow enough that you can step right in as the pod travels down the platform. But apparently not spilling the liquor is more important than the passengers, because the Wheel does stop so they can move the booze carts on and off the pods that offer drink service.
I didn’t see it as we were loading, but Jan said she saw some extra cleanup going on in one pod after they wheeled the drink carts off. Possibly combined with the alcohol, someone got a little queasy during the ride. I did noticed that they skipped loading any passengers on that pod as it came around.
Now supposedly 40 people can be crammed into one of these pods, but if so, they’re going to be standing shoulder to shoulder.
For some reason these pods remind me of the ships in 2001 A Space Odyssey.
“I’m sorry, Dave. I’m afraid I can’t do that.”
Luckily for us we only had 8 people on our pod, so there was plenty of room to move around.
As we moved around our 550 foot arc, the views were fantastic.
One thing I found interesting during the ride, were the Las Vegas-based trivia questions shown on the overhead TV screens, and one of them brought back memories of my father.
The question was “What Casino did mobster Bugsy Segal name after his long-legged girlfriend, Virginia Hill?” The answer of course is the Flamingo. But the reason the question brought back memories of my father was that one time he mentioned he knew Virginia Hill.
Virginia was born in a suburb of Birmingham, AL, and somewhere along the line my father encountered her in a “professional” manner, as he said. The reason for this was that for many years my father was a detective on the Birmingham Police force, and apparently Virginia Hill was already on the wrong side of the law before she met up with Bugsy and the rest of the Vegas mob.
It’s really strange the things that can trigger a memory.
One thing funny was that after the Flamingo question, there was a Bonus Hint. It said to remember that most women don’t like to be compared to flamingos. Word to the wise. But I guess if you’re a mobster, you can get away with it.
Finishing up, and due to the three booze stops, our Wheel ride ran about 35 minutes, giving us plenty of time to enjoy the fantastic views. Then leaving our pod, we made our exit out through the obligatory Gift Shop. There’s always a Gift Shop.
We got home about 9pm after a really great time, with more fun on tap for tomorrow,
More then.
More from Budapest, and boarding the Skirnir
April 29, 2019
Home Sweet Skirnir . . .
The Viking Longship Skirnir is our home for the next two weeks, right here in cabin 110P (P for Port, apparently), though you would think they would know which side of the ship it’s on. And we don’t care since we just look at the cabin number on the wall.
Cabin 110 is down in the basement, the bilge, steerage, or the cheap seats, whatever you want to call it. We learned from our Holland-American Alaska cruise a while back that the only time we spent in the cabin was to shower and sleep. The rest of the time we were out and about. So why pay extra for more room, bigger windows, etc. when we could spend that money on extras.
This morning started off early at the Hilton Budapest hotel, hitting the breakfast buffet about 7:30 because we had a lot going on, since we had to be both checked out and packed with our luggage out in the hallway for Viking to pick up and take to our ship, all by 10am.
As I mentioned yesterday this is probably the best hotel breakfast buffet we’ve ever had.
Pretty much anything you’ve ever thought about having for breakfast, and a lot of things you probably never thought about having, because you don’t recognize what it is. But it was all delicious.
Especially the coffee. We haven’t had a bad cup, or even a so-so cup of coffee since we got here. Really good.
After breakfast, check out, and luggage out, we were free until about 1:30 when we would be transported to the ship, so we decided to do some more walking around, taking in the great views.
We started out by walking out in a direction we hadn’t been before, thinking we would make a big circle back around to the hotel, and we did. But unfortunately, our circle left us a couple of hundred feet before where we started,
and about six BIG flights of stairs back up to where we should be.
But we made it with no major heart attacks or strokes, which does bode well for all the walking tours we have scheduled.
About 1:30 they herded us all into a small van, which took us a big bus, which took us to the Skirnir. And by the time we got welcomed in and were taken to our cabin, all our bags were there waiting for us. NICE!
It took Jan and I about 30 minutes to put everything away. Despite the small size, there’s really a lot of storage space, especially since our 4 suitcases all fit under the bed. Of course it helps that we already live in a small space anyway.
We had an orientation in the Lounge at 6:15, and ended up setting next to Mike and Melissa, a couple from Memphis. Turns out we both like and dislike pretty much the same BBQ places there. They obviously have good taste.
So we ended up having dinner with them too. As well as a couple from Queensland, Australia. And we all had a really good time getting to know each other.
And the food turned out to be as delicious as promised. Jan and I both started off with the Baby Shrimp Cocktail,
but she got the Thai Red Curry Chicken, while I got the Angus Ribeye with double steamed veggies instead of the Steak Fries.
Then for dessert Jan got the fresh Peach Sorbet, while I got the Fruit Plate.
While we were eating the ship pulled away from the dock and headed upstream, where it turned around and took us on a night time scenic cruise of the Danube.
What was interesting was how they turned the ship around. Not by making a big turn, but instead by using the bow and stern side thrusters to just pivot in place.
And the scenery was fantastic.
Budapest is a really beautiful city. And very old, over 2000 years old.
It was first settled by a group of Celts, but by 49 A.D. it was a thriving Roman Legion outpost with as many as 40,000 inhabitants.
Tomorrow in the morning after breakfast, we got a free Panoramic Budapest tour, and then in the afternoon, we’ve got an optional one, The Grand Market – A Taste of Budapest. Sounds like our kind of tour.
It’s got ‘Taste’ right there in the title.
April 29, 2020
Oops . . .
We had a very heavy thunderstorm come through early this morning that really rocked things. But besides a few limbs down on the road, all I saw locally was a porta-potty blown over at a nearby home construction site.
But our daughter Brandi did lose one of their backyard palm trees.
These have really shallow roots so it doesn’t take a lot to dislodge one of them. But they may just be able to have it replanted. Luckily the fence it hit was already in the process of being replaced anyway, so no problem.
And when I checked our new Rubbermaid storage room this morning, it was also nice and dry inside.
On the humor side of the work from home situation, Will Reeve (son of Superman actor Christopher Reeve), a reporter for ABC’s Good Morning America got caught going a little too casual, at least below the waist, while on the air from his home,
Oops!
Of course it could be worse.
Here’s a Spanish reporter whose mostly-nude girlfriend dashes by in the background. Unfortunately for the reporter, it was quickly obvious to many viewers that this girlfriend was not his other ‘very famous’ real girlfriend.
Oops!
On a personal note, back in the day I did a lot of TV Broadcasting, both local and some network. And I can you tell that if the news anchor never leaves the security of the desk it’s more than likely he/she is just wearing blue jeans or shorts. And sometimes even less than that.
I’ve seen female anchors who have a dozen or so suit tops in different colors, with the blouses built in. They come into the studio in shorts and a t-shirt, put the jacket/blouse combo on and sit behind the desk. When they’re done they just unbutton the jacket, hand it to a floor person and walk out the door. And sometimes it’s even more casual than that.
As I’ve mentioned before, I was with NASA when the STS-3 Space Shuttle landed at the White Sands Northrup Strip backup landing site in March 1982. And since it was only the 3rd Shuttle flight, the news media mobbed the landing site.
The anchor desks were placed on top of semi-trailers so that the scene behind the desk looked out over the landing strip. One female network reporter, who’s name you would recognize, that is, if I could remember it, had a reclined chaise lounge right behind her desk.
When she was done with her segment, she would stand up, remove her jacket/blouse combo and leave it on the desk. Then she would slather the sun-screen onto her very curvy, very skimpily bikini-clad body, and then catch some more rays behind her desk until her next report. So you can never tell what they’re really wearing behind there.
Don’t know where this came from. But it’s been hiding somewhere since we moved from Alabama out here to Texas in December 1978.
It’s my beautiful Sweetie, back when she was 29. Really hasn’t changed since then.
And finally on a very sad note, on this date in 2013, our long-time close friend, Gina (Regina) Ellis died this afternoon. Her daughter Sharelle called about 7:30 to tell us the news.
It was not unexpected, since Gina had been diagnosed with Stage 4 Pancreatic Cancer even before we left Houston in February, so we knew it was just a matter of time.
We met Gina and her husband George in 1980 and quickly became fast friends. George, who died in 2004, worked at NASA at the same time I did. In fact, he was head of Crew Systems for Rockwell Aerospace for years, and worked directly on the Space Shuttle design in both California and Houston.
Gina had a varied career of her own, starting as an executive assistant at NASA which is when she met George. Later on she was an EMT, and a police sergeant. And when she retired she was an investigator for American National Insurance in Galveston, investigating insurance fraud.
She will be greatly missed by everyone who knew her.
Thought For The Day:
If each day is a gift, can we get a refund on the crappy ones?
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