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BrewDudeBob · 12-06-2012, 10:21 PM

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Originally Posted by Irishguy

She and I have a special relationship now... I hope there are no videos on the interwebs.

you are a hero on Facebook...

BrewDudeBob · 12-06-2012, 10:22 PM

dogtired · 12-06-2012, 11:40 PM

The darling Britt and I spent a couple of wonderful days in San Antonio, at a place called the Riverwalk Plaza. It is right in the centre of town on the Riverwalk, a quick stroll and you are right there in the middle of it, quite reasonable too, a tad less than a hundred bucks a night if you factor in the parking.

The Riverwalk is stunning, a real oasis right in the centre of town.

And here is a photo I attempted very late at night... 'nuff said.

A more sober shot.

The entire place is very tourist orientated with restaurants of all styles and prices scattered along it's length, this is where we had a Mexican breakfast, while watching birds steal the sachets of sugar, tear them open and eat them.

There is everything from five dollar bangers and mash at an Irish pub, to high class cuisine costing upwards of fifty a meal. True to the roots of the area it seemed like every second restaurant was Mexican, go figure!

Really worth a visit!

Must post about visiting the Alamo too, it had squirrels!!!!!

I got a few questions to answer first though...

dogtired · 12-06-2012, 11:53 PM

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Originally Posted by jjmeadowlark

I wonder how he'll sum us all up in a paragraph/bar conversation or less- as a nation of people- to folks who may have never met an American nor ever paid us a visit...

The Dog Institute of Higher Stuff has done considerable research on this subject matter whilst looking through amber fluids. (it stimulates the brain) and have a preliminary finding to report: -

"Americans are possibly the world's worst tourists, but are amazing hosts."

This has led to us in the think vat at The Dog Institute of Higher Stuff proposing a thesis, I would like to present the paper we did, but we used it to clean the beer stains accidentally after a heavy night of cogitation. The theory follows roughly along these lines: -

There must have been some sort of poll or popular vote taken at some time to determine the 10,000 most obnoxious Americans, and they have been put on some sort of government funded work avoidance scheme, smuggled onto jumbo jets and flown out of the country. These people are endlessly circling the globe in the guise of tourists, and the government wont let them back into the country.

I base this theory on the fact that I have not met any of these obnoxious tourists whilst travelling the vast and great land.

The theory is sound, The Dog institute of Higher Stuff (slightly more credible than the Pond's Institute) continues to strive to bring you quality observations like this.

dogtired · 12-07-2012, 12:00 AM

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Originally Posted by daytonacharlie

Followed soon by the Barber Vintage Festival

I remember that, Bob was describing his recent trip to Dollywood in Gatlinburg.

dogtired · 12-07-2012, 12:11 AM

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Originally Posted by FabMumSuze

Never met a better couple of guys - speshully on the Internet.

Suze, Jon and I were in Maupin, where Suze hides her children when guests are coming over.

Anyways we are standing in a local take out come supermarket come convenience store, and the girl behind the jump asks Suze who we are after hearing the accents, without batting an eyelid Suze pops out, "Just two men I met over the internet..." Bloody hillarious, you coulda heard a pin drop except for the noise of two old biddies snapping neck bones looking round at us. Jon and I to my surprise kept straight faces, then walked out with Suze, and immediately we were out of earshot all three of us cracked up.

Bloody funny, had to be there!
Gold!

sstenner · 12-07-2012, 12:23 AM

Have had the opportunity to visit San Antonio twice and will always be ready to go back! I don't know anything about living there, but it's a fun place to visit.

I've spent a few nights at Durty Nelly's imbibing enough Jameson to think I could sing.

Both times I visited, there was a street musician who would stand up on one of those bridges playing the bagpipes. It was a kind of cosmic juxtaposition... all that great tex mex food, tequila and the sweet sound of someone strangling a cat.

dogtired · 12-07-2012, 12:30 AM

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Originally Posted by leftarmlogan

I know this isn't unique to me, but since meeting folks at Irish's, I "hear" their posts in their voices. I didn't so much as read Nort's post above but heard it.

It's weird.

Same here Lefty, the first person I met off here was Scratcher, I gotta tell you he writes as he speaks, but you gotta hear him say it in his voice to appreciate it properly, seriously funny bloke, top fella. But after that meeting with Scratch, I too started hearing him reading his posts in the back of my head, and they got a whole lot funnier.

Now I got a hundred people all talking in the back of my head when I read the posts on here.

If I had to pick one post that really... really cracked me up it was DWR's post in the Barber thread, but barbeques were being discussed at the time and he posted,
"It's all right, It's all right, It's all right... Propane."

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Originally Posted by ride4321

My first real huge smile riding with Dog came in VT. We were on a rather slow tour and taking a break. When we headed back to the bikes I told Denis, just take off when you're ready, I'm right behind you. He left the pack within the first mile and I was right behind along with...

I hang my head in shame...
We were following GerryP, and the pace wasn't quite as fast as I liked it to be on some fine twisty roads, but it was ok, I was looking at the scenery, anyways RIDE gets in my ear at a stop and says, "mate, if you feel like going a tad faster, just pull out and pass Gerry, I will follow you round and we can scoot along at a fair pace for a while and then stop and let them catch up". I was like, "Nah, I am happy just dawdling along, I will stick with them..."

Yeah, like that was ever going to happen. I think I lasted 400 yards before I bolted, sure enough out comes the tiger to follow me, and damned if I can remember who else tagged along, there was a third person, c'mon, put your hand up if your reading this, your just as guilty as Jim and me... We took off like shot dogs. A highlight was going past the parked copper at "just a couple" of miles over the speed limit, and him ignoring us. Must of had a donut on the go or something.

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Originally Posted by sstenner

Both times I visited, there was a street musician who would stand up on one of those bridges playing the bagpipes. It was a kind of cosmic juxtaposition... all that great tex mex food, tequila and the sweet sound of someone strangling a cat.

dogtired · 12-07-2012, 12:40 AM

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Originally Posted by OMMC

Bloody good thing I like a Bourbon or two eh? Hope he goes easy on this old bloke!!!

Paul, I don't understand this goes easy business you mention, it is a new concept to me!
Plus these yanks have played me into form as well.

ride4321 · 12-07-2012, 06:45 AM

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Originally Posted by dogtired

I hang my head in shame...
We were following GerryP, and the pace wasn't quite as fast as I liked it to be on some fine twisty roads, but it was ok, I was looking at the scenery, anyways RIDE gets in my ear at a stop and says, "mate, if you feel like going a tad faster, just pull out and pass Gerry, I will follow you round and we can scoot along at a fair pace for a while and then stop and let them catch up". I was like, "Nah, I am happy just dawdling along, I will stick with them..."

Yeah, like that was ever going to happen. I think I lasted 400 yards before I bolted, sure enough out comes the tiger to follow me, and damned if I can remember who else tagged along, there was a third person, c'mon, put your hand up if your reading this, your just as guilty as Jim and me... We took off like shot dogs. A highlight was going past the parked copper at "just a couple" of miles over the speed limit, and him ignoring us. Must of had a donut on the go or something.

This guy, I also suck with names.