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Return trip to Alec’s for their mouthwatering clam strips;
·
North Shore restaurant next to the Ramada Inn
which, although it smelled a wee bit odd, had excellent food;
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The chrome-wrapped Cadillac in the hotel parking lot that
Michael tried to jack;
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The car show at the Quinault Beach Resort and the bargain $5
shirt from last year’s show;
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Gambling at the casino – Lady Luck definitely smiled on us
this trip;
·
Hearing my name announced over the casino loudspeaker when I
won a one-night stay with dinner for two at the resort. You’ve never seen a person cash out so
quickly on a slot machine and book it to the service counter;
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Hopping a ride on the free shuttle to the casino and back;
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Warm white chocolate macadamia nut cookies at our hotel at
night;
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Taking off my makeup and settling in for bed Saturday night
before deciding on second thought to continue our winning streak, hopping out
of bed, and catching the shuttle back to the casino;
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The shuttle ride home Saturday night, which made us rethink
our return trip to the casino. After
everyone piled into the shuttle and the door was shut, the idiot driver
announced “We need to make a side trip so hang on everyone.” We then took a 15-minute trip to the boonies,
entering a trailer/RV park called Ocean City Resort. And a resort it was not. It was dark, it was on a gravel/dirt road,
and we began to fear for our safety!
Finally, we saw two oakies waiting for the shuttle and the driver picked
them up. He then announced that, since
they had been waiting for so long, he had to drop them off at the casino before
he could take us to our hotels.
Grrrrr…..we were not happy campers!!
Dropping the two off, he then picked up another group of riders,
including some camo Duck Dynasty types who reeked of B.O. I held my breath, just waiting for some
redneck to make a racist joke. For their
sake, they held back because I pity the fool who plays verbal karate with my
man as they are sure to lose!
·
Being greeted outside our hotel Sunday morning by a family
of four deer munching on the grass for breakfast;
·
Hitting the casino once more before our drive home. My little fingers were on fire so it was a
nice visit before we left Ocean
Shores .
· The overload of romantic gestures my Michael displays for me
– he sings love songs to me, both standard and ones he has created, he caters
to (almost) all of my whims, he protects me and watches out for me during times
when we are stuck in a shuttle in a scary trailer park, and he loves me
unconditionally. It was another
memorable weekend with my love and I can't wait to use our free night stay in
the near future!!
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