Reminiscing Already

We are back from Osoyoos. Second day back in reality and both of us are already longing for warmth, sunshine and the early morning thoughts of what should we do today. Breakfast? go for a swim? lay on the beach? boot around on the boat? buy beer? Yes to all.


If you ever long to be somewhere other than where you are, I suggested logging on to Flickr and search the place you wish you were. This online photo album allows you to see strangers' photos, it is kinda like snooping where you shouldn't but you are allowed.

6:30am Friday morning, Starbucks in hand we head out for the desert heat. We got into Osoyoos around noon, checked into our hotel and then headed over to the boat launch and liquor store.


Now just 3 days of enjoying life...
Sun & heat. Water & boating. Beach & swimming. Drinks & suntanning.



FRIDAY (Arrive summer resort town - strip down to shorts and bathing suit, grab beer)
Everyone knows you can't go to Osoyoos without a floatation device and thinking like Todd, Todd buys the Cadillac of mattresses that is built for two with a bloody place for ice and drinks. Gone are the days of the single rectangular mattress.

Faced with the thought that blowing this thing up would take days and the possibility of fainting we buy a pump. After about a half hour of pumping and nearing it's capacity a guest yells down at us and says, "There is a gas station air pump across from the hotel office". Huh?


SATURDAY
We drove up to the Burrowing Owl Winery for our big Saturday night dinner.

Our appetizers were unique and delicious but the entrees were very run of the mill and a little disappointing.

With our wine finished and satisfied the mosquitoes were satisfied with their dinners, we ended our high-class evening and returned to Osoyoos for some yummy Dairy Queen ice-cream treats.


SUNDAY (Arrive home - put on jeans and sweatshirt, grab beer)
Before we left Osoyoos for home we stopped at McDonald's for lunch. Normally eating at McDonald's once in a while isn't a big deal but it is when the first thing you do when you step inside is look around to see who's working...god forbid you are recognized by staff that was working the breakfast shift that same day.

You know you're in a resort town when...
the hotel manager asks you why you need an iron.

You know you're in a resort town when...
the Dairy Queen is open until midnight.

You know you're in a resort town when...
people are walking around in bathing suits drinking beer before noon.

You know you're in a resort town when...
you find yourself walking around in a bathing suit drinking beer before noon.

You know you're in a resort town when...
you say it's okay to eat McDonald's and find yourself there twice in one day for breakfast and lunch.