This weekend was a hell of a lot of fun, but also pretty exhausting.
It’s Tuesday and I’m still beat.
Friday evening, Jenn and I went down to The Bite of
Salem to help out on their fireworks show.
Apparently one of the previous shows we had done wouldn’t qualify for
our pyrotechnician license application because the show was all
multi-shot boxes rather than individual mortars, so we had to get
another show in that had mortars.
Traffic was terrible, and we got there later than we hoped, but it was
a good show and a lot of fun. Met a bunch of cool new people on that
crew, some of whom I recognized from the pyro training course we took
Saturday we went with Tif and Stu to
the Washington County Fair to check
things out. Admission this year was free so they could boost attendance,
and it seemed to have worked because it was pretty packed. We walked
around, saw some animals, ate some fair food (the whole reason I go to
the fair involves some complex logic surrounding funnel cake), and
watched a very cool demonstration by the Washington County Sheriff’s
Office on their K-9 patrol
unit. That was actually really slick - showing how highly trained the
dogs are and such.
The fair took a lot out of me. There wasn’t a lot of shade, and there
was a lot of walking around, so by the time we got home that night I was
absolutely beat. We ate and went to bed by about 11:00p in anticipation
of leaving for the beach around 10:00a the next morning from our place.
I think I woke up around 7:00a the next morning and promptly rolled
over and went back to sleep. Maybe 9:15a I woke up again and realized
that Stu and Tif were supposed to be there in 45 minutes so we could go.
We rolled out of bed and started getting things together when I got a
message that they, too, were running late. Fine.
Made it to Seaside by lunchtime. Walked
around to the various shops (nothing new there) and visited more than
our fair share of candy stores. Of course, visited the Seaside
Candyman and bought some stuff there
(how can you not?).
After we did all that (and ate) we rented a four-person surrey to pedal
around the town from Wheel Fun
Pedaling a surrey around is not as easy as you might think.
See, on any modern bike, there’s sort of a transmission, where you can
start out on a low gear and spead up as needed. Not these bad boys -
direct drive. That makes starting out a little hard since there’s a lot
of weight you have to get moving. Those smiles you see on the surrey
riders? Grimaces of pain.
Now, that said, we had a frickin’ blast on the thing. Stu tried to pick
up a passing volleyball player (which got him punched by the other three
folks on the cart simultaneously) and we made a fantastic last-minute
tour through the Shilo Inn parking lot that was more like surrey rally
racing than anything else.
We had the rental for an hour and I think we returned it after 45
minutes. We were all worn out and it was time to move on.
We stopped on the way home at the nearby factory outlet mall, where I
purchased nothing, and then took forever to get home due to some pretty
terrible traffic and an accident blocking the only route. Another late
night, then back to work Monday.
Like I said, I’m exhausted today. Here’s hoping I can make up some of
that sleep soon.