Alrighty, as I promised earlier here is a full report about me and pops annual Kabuki Spa and Springs trip. Here are some highlights.
- Upon arguing and finally convincing pop that the white powder in the tiny cup is not a refreshing beverage, but a salt scrub, pop loudly states "Aaahh. yes vee used to rub each other down in the saunas during long rugby tournament trips." There's no talking. remember pop?
- While very slowly, but not fully going into the cold pool, post hot sauna, I get creepy old guy miming out in a very "baby-peek-a-boo-I-see-you style", that I should just jump right in. Thanks creepy!
- Pop in plain view of everyone grabbing my love handles and telling me "See dat is vat happens when you stop exercising." Thanks for the tip dad. I hadn't noticed!
- When given locker key with attached elastic armband, pop decides to be a rebel and go with a very stylish and very 90s anklet instead. Nice touch. How very BloodSugarSexMagic of you.
Other than that, not any (more) drama. Pop was well behaved. The place is clean, quiet and smells like cucumber water. The staff is friendly, but militant. Especially about cleanliness, order, and any chit-chat over one or two words. Which was great.
After a pitcher of water, and a huge lunch at a nearby Thai retaurant, we are in the car on our way home. Having filled my annual duty for taking the old man out, and being relived that I only have to do this once a year, he says "that was fun, do it again next Thursday?" What am I going to do, deny the old guy?
Parents are so much fun! (Especially other people's.)
Posted by: Lies | 02/08/2009 at 02:31 AM