Vacation Observations 2

I am back. Well thought out title for this posting, huh? I could work in Hollywood with this kind of creativity. Oh well, this is costing you nothing but time, so fuck off or send me your loose change. (I am taking panhandling to a new cyber level). As I wrote yesterday, I have these sightings from my vacations so I have decided to parcel them out over time. This is part 2.

We get up on Monday morning, which is always a good way to begin the day....waking up. I still worry before I fall asleep about what if this is THE day that I fall asleep and do not wake up, but really that is just between me and my shrink. I am done to a size 7 5/8s hat size. I digress. Given the three hours sleep the night before, morning of travel and afternoon of settling into foreign surroundings, it did not take long for us all to fall asleep (or pass out) Sunday night. Now, keep in mind that there was no clock in the room, just my wife's watch. I stir and look outside but it is still dark, so I have no clue what the time is. It is not like there is a way of telling the time by looking at the night sky and in any event I was not about to get out of bed. Eventually, my son gets up to go to the bathroom and we find out it is about quarter after six, local time, which given it was where we were is the only time that matters. We just hung in bed until around seven. I stayed longer while the other two went for a quick morning walk on the beach.

We eventually meet for breakfast at around 8:30. The breakfast buffet was good or at least plentiful. We eat and then it is back to the room to ready ourselves for the beach. I decide to have a quick workout and I will meet them. I get back to the room to put on my bathing suit and head out to the beach. To get there, I must pass by the pool, which was huge and beautiful. I am first struck by a rather round German man with a shaved head. He is standing there with his huge gut hanging over his rather skimpy Speedo bathing suit. I was glad that I had not just finished eating. The best part is he and his other German buddies have that Sgt. Schultz moustache. That part cracked me up.

I walk two steps further and there is the young version of him. Rolly Polly German boy, with his chocolate filled gut haning over his speedo. It makes me wonder if he was an old guy who had been put in a shrinking ray. We named him Uter after the foreign exchange student on The Simpsons.

That is it for today. I hope you are like me and have that image of a bald German dude in a speedo with a his gut hanging out well above his speedo. That was quite the sight, but more tomorrow. Ciao.