8.5 hours on a average virgin flight (oh how they have gone downhill).
Here we are in Chicago, 6 hours behind the UK in 28 degrees heat. Nice
Now walking tour to stretch the legs and more food.
Route66 starts from here.
All was on track. Cue Mr Foggs return with a problem. One very flat tyre on the car we’re taking to the airport. Torrential rain too. Joy
So my hero Mr Fogg jumps into action, battling terrible rain and German engineering to get the jack out and popped the skinny on the car. So two soaked people later and I’m now in York waiting for Slow Fit to find a slot to replace the tyre. Apparently they are really busy so it’s likely to be 2pm before this will happen.
Thank goodness we are flying tomorrow not today.
oh, and thunderstorms in Chicago forecast with heavy rain for the first day on the Harley. Now where’s that number for the hire car company?
We’ve decided, well ok I’ve decided as part of the Route66 tour to incorporate this with the non-Sensical tour, spotting all those things that really make no sense at all.
So to kick off the tour we came for a swim to the local gym and decided to have a snack afterwards and here is our first Non Sensical sign.
Time was you could rely upon Mr Tom Thumb Missile (think about it for a minute) to deliver a decent or semi interesting movie, but of late the Turkeys just keep on coming.
First was the exploit of Jack Stretcher (names changed to protect their embarrassment), a tough 6ft plus action hero, which was frankly little more exciting than a made for TV movie and so not believable. And tonight we went to see Obvious (because that’s what the plot became after about 15 minutes), where cliche followed cliche and excerpts from other movies abound (Independence Day, Star Bores, 2001, Eagle Eye, the Island, you name it, they nabbed it). Come on Mr Missile no more turkey’s please, at least until Christmas.
Off to see a movie, so we decided to have Fush n Chups in the local, nicely cooked and a decent price. Sauce sachets are an extra 10p as advertised on the board, so 4 sachets should be 40p right? Nope 60p apparently because on set of sachets look bigger, ah time for dog with a bone from Mr Fogg! I think your maths are wrong 4 sachets at 10p is 40p, ah no sir these are more expensive, well I’m sorry but your board has a stated price, you can’t charge more than that. Well we were going to update the price because these are more expensive, well I would pay more once the board states that, until then I will only pay the advertised price. In which case we haven’t got any at the price advertised!
So we made them check and blow me they do have the ones at 10p each. A smallish victory for the consumer, or how to be a grumpy sod when out!
Hard day at work dear, what you need is a nice dip in a pool followed by a trip to the sauna, what’s that I hear you say, haven’t got a pool, us neither, sauna, ah well that’s where we differ.
On arriving home in the 23 degree sunshine I opened the house door to be met with a wall of heat I have only experienced in Saudi Arabia. Turns out our central heating oojamaflip doofer valve has decided to cease open making it impossible for the heat to turn off. After speaking with one plumber convinced there was an off button, which there ain’t (I may not be a plumber but I know an off button), we managed to disable the lot and now have a plumber in tomorrow.
It only took 2 hours to cool the house with all doors and windows open.
P.S there weren’t actually any hotties in my sauna unlike the picture, otherwise you think I’d be complaining!
what a glorious day, out on the hog, meeting the Mrs for a spot of brekky, then off to find an antiques store near here so that Mrs Fogg can have a peruse (yawn).
Next stop was Langlands so that we could pick up some much needed weeds (sorry shrubs), that I can have the pleasure of digging holes for them. Back then to dig some holes and also straighten up the previous owners boss eyed attempt at a straight lawn, either that or they ran out of interest (just like the upside down toilet seat).
And now at 7.30 we can finally sit and relax before bed and then work.
25 degrees ain’t bad tho!
Happy Cinco de Mayo or 5th of May! Whilst on a trip to Boston in 2010 we were in a Lobster shack (yum), we were wished a happy Cinco de Mayo by the waitress (no doubt on a tip bolster, little did she know we was Brits!).
Turns out our colonial cousins will celebrate a toilet flush if it was a day or so ago and you can have a beer as part of the celebration. So Cinco de Mayo is remembered because of the Pueblan revolt against the French (gotta raise a glass to that) in 1862, fascinating, now get me a corona and drop in a lime.
Cheers and Happy 5 May.
What a wonderful weekend, nice weather, a trip to the CaddieFrogs for a food fest, Healds Hall restaurant for a wonderful evening (with my beautiful wife, who looked knock-out as always) and then more snax and drinks and more drinks and more food, good grief we’re gonna need more than a bike for Route 66 after that grub!
Today was a lazy rise before visiting a Swedish retailer for ideas on household bits, my oh my isn’t that hell! And then back to the CaddieFrogs for a superb meal (always feel like part of the family which is nice).
Tonight it was so nice we strolled the canal (in flooded of course) and sat outside listening to the world on a beautiful evening.