Back to life… back to reality. A Joint update from the solider and his wife today: it’s a special occasion.
The hubby finally landed at the airport, terminal E this time…too many chicks in terminal D told him he couldn’t hang out around there anymore. :) Hes lookin good, going to have swat them girls off like flies when he comes home for good next year.
Friday we got up early, signed an apartment lease, and headed south! Mid-day we detoured off the path to attempt getting a military ID card for the misses…epic fail. We landed in DEERS about 5 minutes before closing time only to get to the conclusion that Jenny isn’t enrolled… they need our marriage license… AGAIN! So we turned around, no really, Chad headed north for 20 miles before he realized “Shit, why does this say WACO?” So we flipped a U-ey.
About 5PM the GPS landed us in a cement factory…pretty sure that wasn’t our private cottage… and another U-turn. FINALLY we arrived to our beaten path…you know… the unpaved redneck jokes…insert them here.
Ok really, the cottage was actually really nice. Well, Bruno liked it, so of course we did, he’s much more picky. We headed to town for dinner. This in and of itself was an adventure. We headed to Marcos Fine Italian pizza joint… mistake numero uno. We were assigned to a 90 year old waitress. She was moving a mile a minute…literally. Poor thing, think she forgot we were there, old age does it to you. 2 hours later we finally ate, what appeared to be pizza sauce in soup form. Yum. However, the night was filled with great laughs…at her expense.
Saturday morning we were up early and headed back in to town for an hour or two. The art festival was going on, we bought something neat for above the fire place. Then we went to Ino’s “like Rhino without the Rh” where the beer flows like wine and the liquor is stronger than the sound of Capistrano. (Chad wrote this, can you tell?) We were pretty much worthless the rest of the day. Bruno would agree, until he got his hamburger. Yes, my dog ate a hamburger… porker!
Well here we are today, it’s Sunday. Chad leaves tomorrow afternoon. (I bet Jenny will cry like a baby… poor baby lovey) Anyway, awesome weekend, great food, and the best dang company in the world.
- JCW^2
P.S. Jenny will post pictures from the trip tomorrow evening.