Vacation Blog '10 - Day Four - Part Deux

Ok, so as predicted, a big part of the day was spent as depicted in this picture.

Except you have to picture the TV about three feet behind Natalie showing the NCIS marathon.

But we did go out in search of food. Lunch was at Moe's Original Bar B Que. We got pulled pork (Nat got the sandwich, I just got the platter), mac & cheese, and she got green beans and I got potato salad. Everything was scrumptious. Natalie could not finish her sandwich, so she packed it in her purse. It is still there. :)

We came back to the hotel, spent more time on the net and with Gibbs and his crack team. About 4-ish, I realized that the sun was out. So after that episode of NCIS was over, I put on my pants and went out for a walk. The sun kept the hypothermia at bay while I walked about 2o minutes, but then the sun set and each of my little piggies started freezing one by one. The eleven of us made it to the hotel just in time.

At this point, I'll interrupt to bring today's information from Dear Tom. Frankly, don't get your hopes up, I'm losing faith in the man... sigh...

Tom says: The Georgia pine went on vacation and left one of its offspring behind. Also, the shells belong to Gary and another family member. He clearly took a break from Spongebob.

Hmm.. Ok, another question for today. Dear Tom, while walking down the beach, we notice that as the water goes back out, little holes/air bubbles appear in the sand. Natalie says that this is due to tiny creatures living in the sand. Can you identify these Lilliputians for us? (Sorry, I do not have a picture to accompany this question, so I've attached a picture of Winifred peeking out from the blankets on the bed.)

Dinner tonight was at a restaurant recommended to Natalie by the "cute-sounding" guy at the front desk, the Harbour Grill. It was a lovely restaurant. We were seated beside a quartet of snowbirds and between us, Natalie and I now know enough about their lives to write their biographies. Our waiter was from Spain, and today was his first day. We were, in fact, his second table. This fact became obvious after Natalie and I ordered the crab and brie quesadilla only to have him and some woman (possibly the manager?) come tell us that due to the cold weather they were out of (and therefore not able to serve) crab. Then, after giving our order to the manager-type woman, he kept coming back to ask us questions like what salad dressing we wanted, and he asked Natalie if she wanted a salad (as her entree did not come with one) three times!

That we were his only table was obvious because he kept coming and just standing and chatting non-intelligibly with us. We learned about the nightlife in Orange Beach, specifically his preference for gay bars, although he made it clear that he was straight and his love of travel. We learned that his friend, who wanted to be a pilot, was at a tomato festival of some sort in Spain where people throw tomatos, and he got hit in the eye with a tomato, and he is now a mechanic.

Meanwhile, one of the snowbirds told everyone about her two brothers (including the twin) who are going bald, another told that he was getting his license taken away (due to his age, one presumes) and another told about her nephew, the Michael Jackson impersonator. This meal takes the prize for being the most memorable.

When we returned to the hotel, Natalie took this picture of the "License Plate of the Trip" - it tickled us to no end. Well, that's it for today. We're tucked in and watching Psych and Burn Notice before turning in.