Vacation: Day 3

Our romantic fireplace.

Today we shopped and walked a lot.

Did I mention the walking? (Yeah. My legs are tired.)

We walked out to the American Tin Cannery for breakfast and shopping. We had breakfast at First Awakenings. Or rather, brunch, as we both managed to sleep through the free food this morning. Sigh. KoshVader went with the Lemon Chicken sandwich which was “pretty good” and I went with the fruit crepe which was okay. Brunch was actually fun, as there was a little bird in the building, and two kids kept trying to sneak up on it. I swear that they moved like cats. Very amusing.

The shopping at the ATC was actually quite fruitful. We managed to find KoshVader some new shoes that were not black. (Don’t faint, Linds and Dani.) We popped into many of the shops. There was one place that said it was open, but you needed to go downstairs to a different store and ask if you wanted to browse. Normally, that is not the sort of thing that we would do. Introverted tends to be a fairly good descriptor for both of us. Today, however, KoshVader really wanted to browse in the gem and rock shop. (He collects minerals.) So, downstairs we went. The little shop was very nice. Lots of eye candy. Oh, to win the lottery. I love jewelry. Have I mentioned? I have a metal allergy, but that doesn’t stop the love. It…just stops me from wearing earrings very often. I purchased nothing (*wistful sigh*), but KoshVader found a nice Spinnel.

New Not-Black Shoes enjoying the firelight.

What’s a Spinnel? This is a Spinnel. Specifically, the pink bit. The white rock is just the vehicle, apparently.

We ended up not playing Blacklight Miniature Golf, even though it looked really fun and kitschy. Our hands were full by then. Well, too full to easily play golf, anyway. Sadly, we didn’t make it back over there in the evening, either. A wee bit more shopping found us no size 5 shoes for my Mother-in-Law. Yes, I’m doing my Christmas shopping on my vacation. As such, I have only purchased a book and a little St. Andrew’s Cross flag for myself. Witness my virtue! Okay…really, I just like saving time, and it’s the right time for such shopping. Add to that interesting shops and small crowds and you have shopping paradise for the Celtic Angel.

Where was I? Oh, yes. My Mother-in-law wears size 5 shoes, so I’ve picked up the habit of checking out any shoe store I enter to see if they have something she might wear. Oh, speaking of shoes, KoshVader’s new ones were 60% off. The ones I liked, but did not need, were only 30% off. Not good enough.

After our shopping excursion at the American Tin Cannery in Pacific Grove we trekked back to the hotel to drop off our purchases. As luck would have it, we only had a half an hour left until the wine and cheese reception when we arrived. So, we killed some time and then headed on over. They were offering a couple of 2005 local wines, which is a bit young in my opinion. At least the Syrah tasted young. It wasn’t terrible, but I was glad to have the cheese, grapes, and cute butterfly cracker to cut the tannins. KoshVader was glad to see that they were also offering lemonade.

After our break we headed back to Cannery Row. We enjoyed the Steinbeck Wax Museum. It was a total tourist trap and was obviously hasn’t been updated since the 1960s, if the Kit Carson reference is anything to go on, but that didn’t stop it from being educational. Yes, we have a thing for tourist traps. After more wandering, KoshVader tried to take some pictures down at the beach. That was when the batteries died on our camera. With the light going, we went on a battery hunt. The lady from the flag store didn’t let us down. We loaded up the camera and headed back to the spot.

Here is the result:

Straight ahead is the Fish Hopper.
To the left is the Blue Moon Bistro/a hotel that I forget the name of.

Eventually, we had dinner at The Fish Hopper again. This time I had the Ahi and KoshVader had the Halibut. The Halibut was great. I felt that the Ahi wasn’t as good as the previous time we had it. The seasoning was a bit different. *shrug* After dinner we went to a Garlic Gift Shop. There we found some of the Joe Perry hot sauce we like. Yay for the not having to pay to have it shipped! We spent some time in the hotel room before heading out for dessert, and here comes the angry part.

After much staring at menus on the side of buildings we stopped at the Blue Moon Bistro for dessert. The atmosphere was romantic. The service was good and the dessert really tasty. That’s not the the angry part. You see, KoshVader and I sometimes play cards while we wait for food to arrive. It doesn’t generally last too long, and we have been told several times in the past by servers and friends that it was a clever way to pass the time. Tonight…well, tonight another patron took it upon himself to tell us that the sound of shuffling cards had no place in a restaurant like that. In short, he yelled at me, and then he left. Now, I do not deal well with being yelled at in the best of times. Generally, I either burst into tears or just barely manage to stop myself. But lately, my emotions have been a lot closer to the surface. It totally destroyed my enjoyment of the evening. I burst into tears in public, and KoshVader sent some angry parting words after the fellow in question. Luckily, the restaurant wasn’t brightly lit so my bright red nose wasn’t that noticeable. When the waiter returned with our drinks, I couldn’t even talk. It was *so* embarrassing. Hey, but I managed not to smudge my mascara somehow. When we explained what had happened to the server later, as I didn’t want him to think we’d disliked any aspect of the meal experience itself, he told us that they had no problem with us playing cards there. (For the record, there are many places we do not play cards, but this place seemed relaxed enough for it.) So, wherever that fellow is, I hope that he’s happy. Growl.

Don’t worry. I large dose of LolCats cheered us right up. We’re leaving tomorrow, so I’m off to pack up. Night!

3 Responses to “Vacation: Day 3”

  1. Sister Says:

    Hmm. Seems to be a day for crying in public. Your experience makes absolute sense to me. I am not generally a crier. I think I would have been too shocked to say anything to the rude gentleman in question. But, my evening would have been spoiled..due to a bad taste in my mouth. Nasty bad tasting baddy of a man. Grr. Sorry that happened.
    Ah, well -crying in public. It is a little odd we both should have a bout of tears on the same day. While yours makes perfect sense..I was embarrassed as I couldn’t immediately determine why the waterworks had started. Husband and I were at Macy’s furniture store. (Search for the perfect couch 2 -electric bugaloo) When someone from the family homestead/neighborhood walked by. Yes, I saw Mr & Mrs Nichol at Macy’s. I had to say who I was as upon waving, Mrs. Nichol only smiled as one would a stranger. And when the recognition hit her eyes she grabbed me in this bear hug. Which is pretty amusing when you consider she is may be 4′ 9″. She asked about you, mom/dad, Peter and Erin. And they gave me L’s cell phone number.
    They walked away and I started sniffing/eyes weld up with tears. I know it has been a long week but…this is ridiculous. Not hormonal, not pregnant, not depressed. Might be crazy?!? Poor husband was beyond confused. Here we are staring at a leather sofa and I am getting red nosed and crying. Nothing they said should have caused it..the sight of them made me a little chocked to begin with. Guess I miss our old house, old neighborhood and the cast of characters from our youth. I recently found a folder with a million Elfquest characters created and colored by: you, me, Erin, Tonya and L. And regretted loosing touch with them. May be that’s it. But, crocodile tears! Sigh… Big hugs. I hope work isn’t too painful tomorrow. Love you.
    PS. Kosh – I AM officially shocked about the shoes! And love them. Very nice!!

  2. Audrey Says:

    Don’t you just hate that?!

    I’m the exact same way. When someone yells at me (or gets a harsh tone) I’m either in tears or trying to hold back the flood gates. I hate it so much. It’s especially bad if it’s someone real close to me. Here’s hoping we can conquer our crying! :-)

    And for the LOLCats…gotta love ‘em! I can has cheezburger now, k thx. :-)

  3. Celticangel Says:

    Dani, you saw the Nichols?!? Rock on! Do you know what L. is doing these days? I’m glad you like the shoes. He chose them himself. Sorry about the tears, though. We are just so attractive with those red noses, you know?

    Audrey, do you get the red nose thing, too? Maybe we should start a club. And i can has cheezburger FTW!

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