August 08, 2004
July 22-25 Conn
Day one: Drive, not kill occupants of car. left @ 1830
Day two: Arrive 0030. Set up camp. flourescent light no longer works. find the broken capacitor and get the # on it then watch it disintegrate in my hands. Started the day at I guess it was the national sub museum. Took a tour of the Nautilus, the first Nuke sub, and the first vessel under the north pole. Other than that, this sub did nothing important.
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| It's actually welded to the pier. |
Next stop was the Mystic Aquarium. MISTAKE. The target age for this place is below minimum scout joining age. I went around untill the last 30 mins thinking there were more mammals there than fish. It was a wierd mix of critters.
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| This guy was pretty cute. would'nt mind one of them as a pet. |
Unfortunately he shared a tank with this hung over bastard.
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| Look at those bloodshot eyes. |
Actually he's like that all the time. I spent a while trying to get a picture from underneath, but the flash was creating more problems than it was solving.
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| All this snail does, is eat shit off the glass. What a life. |
Then we went past Mystic Pizza to ponderosa for dinner. Went back to camp and prepared for rain.
Day Three: The feature today was the Pequot Indian museum. If you have any interest in Native American history you NEED to visit this place. It's close to the Casino, so there's plenty of places to stay. It was the most incredible thing I've ever seen. Unfortunately, you're only allowed to take pictures on the first level.
My problem is I could spend 2 solid days in the museum, then probably another week in the library. One of our fiesty leaders was called "Wild White Man" by our tour guide. I was waititng for the chance to use the classic Lone Ranger line "What you mean 'We,' paleface?" since I have lineage to the Cherokees.
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| These are the leaders I shared the fun with, and the kids that pissed me off the whole time. |
Dinner was burgers and hot dogs. I asked how the trip leader planned on cooking them, he was going to fry them. I said no way, we've got the grate let's do this right. He was still apprehensive till I volunteered to make the fire and cook. They were some funky lookin burgers, but damn were they good.
Day four: Return home. Switched cars to avoid a massacre in the first car on the way back. Enjoyed the wierd mix of music on my mp3 player. Eric Johnson's Cliffs of Dover, Hal Katchum's Small Town Saturday Night, A Boy Named Sue by the legendary Johnny Cash, then The Who's Won't Get Fooled Again. Odd thing is though there's nothing but McDonalds up there....NOTHING. Boy did that suck.
Next up: Vacation, then the Home made MP3 player for my truck
Posted by orion at August 8, 2004 01:17 AMComments
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