Tuesday, September 28, 2010

A day of rest


So I crawled out of bed after crashing for 10 hours, and stretched... deciding that I was starving and felt like I'd tried to wrestle a momma grizzly bear into a unitard. We headed up to the marina restaurant where I proceeded to inhale a french toast and bacon breakfast, washed down with coffee... and then upon the return of the waitress ask "Can I have another one of those please?" Understandably she did a double take, and covered her surprise with "That was so good you want another one?" ... yeah something like that ;o)