Four Weeks

Last Friday was fabulous. We met up with Kurt and Arlene in Old Sacramento. For those unfamiliar, Old Sacramento is like 3 blocks of super old buildings full of shops, restaurants, and taverns. Think of old Western movies and you'll have a pretty decent idea of what the place looks like. There are also river boats and horse-drawn carriages. I even saw an Amish family wandering about (must've followed me from Ohio).

We started the day strolling along the streets, stopped for lunch at Fat City (how could you not eat there?) where I had a delicious cheeseburger slathered in BBQ sauce, and then we took over a river boat. Yarr!  Our boat passed by a bridge, which had to open for us to get by, and we held up rush hour traffic which I found satisfying. The best part though, was probably that all the smaller boats on the river waved at us every time we passed. The river tour was an hour of neat, then it was back on land with us. By then it was clearly ice cream cone time, so we went and got ice cream at some tiny little ice cream place.

A few pictures are available of us... on a boat.

Evening was almost upon us, so we called it a day. Mind you, escaping downtown Sacramento is like being lost in an episode of the Twilight Zone. You can't just go back the way you came because of all the one way streets. The way back was like some epic quest, and none of us had put enough points into Navigation. But that was all part of the fun.

Later in the week we went and bought a ton of candy. Of note, an entire box of Cadbury Eggs. The cashier wasn't sure how to ring them up, since they only sell them individually and we had brought up an entire sealed box. So he like, took them all out of the box one by one and started counting them. I couldn't help but start giggling as everyone in line waited for the poor cashier to figure out exactly how much to charge us for an entire box of Cadbury eggs. It was ridiculous (and awesome).

The incredible edible egg!

I figured he would just multiply the price of each egg by the egg count on the outside of the box, but he decided to be super efficient or something and took the long route. At first, I thought he was going to ring up each egg he took out one by one, which would have been even more ridiculous (read: hilarious). I could barely contain my amusement as it was. I felt bad for laughing so hard with all of the people in line behind us. Notably the poor older gentleman who was actually just buying a carton of actual eggs.