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Ryan and Natalie visit

May 22nd, 2008

Well, a few weeks ago we had a couple special guests, Ryan Guse and Natalie Morten came from Marshall, MN. We had done a little pre-planning and decidedwe had a few things we weanted to make sure to see.

I took work off that Friday, picked them up at the airport after talking to David on the phone. Brought them through the city, up the turnpike, to Wawa, to get beer, and home. Rick and I quickly downed 2 beers, ate our Wawa sandwiches, which they really liked, and we loaded up for Atlantic City.

We then picked up Linds at her school, just as she completed her last day of collegiate life (trust me, no tears were shed) and we hit the road.

It was pretty funny, the two of them were very picture happy. We’ve had some guests that don’t bring out their cameras for anything, and some that take pictures of everything. That was them. We checked into our shitty hotel, walked on the beach, and decided it was time to eat. We chose a place called the A Good Dam Sports Bar, which was actually pretty tasty and had $5 40oz beers. With To-Go cups! So, we were definitely getting there, if you will.

Then we did some gambling, I quickly lost $100 on blackjack (smallest table I could find was $15 min bet) and then we met up with the girls, and went to The Irish Pub. A pub Linds and I went to on our mini-honeymoon. We got drunk, mom was a buzzkill with her news about Kim, though.

The next morning we woke up and headed for home, had a cheesesteak, which they preferred the Wawa over the Geno’s, and did a quick run-through on some of the sites.

We then went home and we had a package. Linds turned to me somewhat angrily and said, “what did you order from Amazon”. And of course I looked somewhat guilty because I buy stuff from there all the time. Then Tony’s message he had sent me made perfect sense and I was the proud owner of Mario Kart for the Wii. Rick is actually pretty amazing at the game.

Then we headed to watch the Phillies play the Giants at Citizens Bank Park. Don’t you love how every stadium has some business attached? It got pretty cold, but we were able to just show up and buy the tickets. We ended up being near 2 of the 3 homerun balls hit. When getting beer #2 I was in line with a guy who caught the first one. Since it was hit by the Giants everyone cheers to throw it back onto the field, so I asked him, “dude, why didn’t you throw it back?” and he said he gave it to a little kid. Can’t mess with the kids. Phillies lost in 10 innings but really didn’t play well at all. When leaving we saw plenty more evidence that Philadelphia just doesn’t know how to drive.

We went home and pretty much played Mario Kart and drank, started watching Die Hard 2 and realized everyone was asleep for a good 45 minutes before we got up and went to bed.

Sunday we went into Philly, checked out the liberty bell, and then the drama started. We were driving on a one-way one-lane road when traffic started getting really slow. Ends up on both sides of this intersection we go through are barricaded and its just people walking around having a good time…until we take a closer look. It was a gay festival. The dead give aways were the hand holding by gay looking people and how every third person had some type of “gay and proud” shirt. I remember one that said “I love girls”…and a girl was wearing it.

So, I continue down this scary road and we’re on our way to the Philadelphia Museum of Art. We are ready to turn when a motorcycle guy comes from behind us, tries to just illegally pass everyone in between parked cars and the cars in traffic and completely takes off my driver side mirror…and keeps going. I quickly look and see the guys license plate and this guy in a van behind us yells, “go after that guy!” Well, I didn’t, but I did call the cops and gave them the information and guess what, even with the type of vehicle and the license plate they havent’ caught him. Give me a break.

So, we went to the museum, was mostly uninterested, I did like the asian war stuff, but I didn’t find anything I wanted to take a picture of the entire time. Also, I had my mirror hanging on by an electrical cord.

We then drove around center city and found a hole in the wall pizza joint, ate, and then took off for the airport.

They said, “it was nice to come here and it’s nicer knowing we never have to go back”.

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