Sorry it took so long to continue with our camping story – but I’ve been a little busy with getting engaged … *smile* Anyway here is an account of day two:
Ben and I woke up early to the birds singing outside our car window.
“Isn’t this great honey – nature right at our front door” said Ben, who was abnormally cheery for having just spent a night crammed into a car.
I glared at him menacingly “I need to take a shower” I growled. It was true, I did need a shower. If I had been a cartoon there would be green waves surrounding me.
“You do!” exclaimed Ben
Ben was exceedingly lucky that I was too tired to kill him. Not too tired to think it, just too tired to do it.
We dragged ourselves to the community showers to clean up. Afterwards I suggested that we take a trip to downtown
*cough* “you got any spare change” *cough*
“Sorry, don’t have anything.” I said truthfully
He glared at me
Ben and I carried on with our meandering but something was amiss… the homeless person was following us! I got completely freaked out and made a mad dash for the nearest store.
“What is wrong with you?” Ben asked
“That homeless dude was following us!” I explained
Ben looked at me like I was crazy.
He looked at me like I was even more crazy when I made us go to our car and leave the city of
“Don’t blame me!” I said sweetly “Blame the crazy homeless guy.”
Ben said “of course I will honey, that’s the American way!”
And all was well in the
2 comments:
Darn homeless person! Why couldn't he accept that you spent all your money on fudge?
I think you put some words in my mouth, but honestly, I guess it is pretty true. I didn't realize until afterwards that the homeless guy was a potential threat and I am sorry for thinking you were crazy.
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