Oh yea, nothing like a pint of Dragons Breath Real Ale to welcome a sailor to port. Of course hookers would be good, but they're in Belleville.
The Kingston Brew Pub just isn't the same without Kate and Frank. We had a good time though, and a good meal. Tough to feed a couple of veg heads, but they managed. Deb had a few pints of whitetail herself, well maybe more than a few.
Not too many American sailors here. In fact, we were the only US flagged sailboat here for a while. No docking adventures this time either, as the kids were out in force to help us park it. We had some French Canadians around us at the dock. They like to talk until late at night. Good thing I can't understand them, as it became background noise after a while. I heard one guy say "haaw haaw haaw", just like Powerful Pierre in the Huckleberry Hound cartoons. I laughed myself to sleep.
The city hasn't changed too much, although there are some new condo towers to spoil the waterfront. We managed to get the bikes out and tour the area. Who knew there was a University? Nice campus, and surrounding housing. Looks like all the bars are in town though.
We went to Wooden Heads for dinner. All the table help were models. Well they could have been. Not that I was staring. Love ya Deb.
They have a nice patio. I would have taken a picture, but it would have looked like I was snapping a photo of a model waitress.
We went to a museum, a maritime museum. Cool for me, bad for Deb. She forgot her glasses. I said I would read for her, but she declined. I would have made shit up anyway. "And that ship sank to the bottom of Ontario, with a load of stray cats, for the Chinese restaurants in Toronto". We toured a coast guard cutter, that was listing to one side. We found the reason for the list. They were having a weight watchers meeting in the galley on the port side. No, making shit up again. Actually it was leaking badly. You can rent a cabin on board for the night, as it is a bed and breakfast. You first.
The weather report is not looking too good for the weekend, and we need good weather to cross the lake, so looks like Thursday is the day. G'day Eh.
Oh yea, nothing like a pint of Dragons Breath Real Ale to welcome a sailor to port. Of course hookers would be good, but they're in Belleville.
The Kingston Brew Pub just isn't the same without Kate and Frank. We had a good time though, and a good meal. Tough to feed a couple of veg heads, but they managed. Deb had a few pints of whitetail herself, well maybe more than a few.
Not too many American sailors here. In fact, we were the only US flagged sailboat here for a while. No docking adventures this time either, as the kids were out in force to help us park it. We had some French Canadians around us at the dock. They like to talk until late at night. Good thing I can't understand them, as it became background noise after a while. I heard one guy say "haaw haaw haaw", just like Powerful Pierre in the Huckleberry Hound cartoons. I laughed myself to sleep.
The city hasn't changed too much, although there are some new condo towers to spoil the waterfront. We managed to get the bikes out and tour the area. Who knew there was a University? Nice campus, and surrounding housing. Looks like all the bars are in town though.
We went to Wooden Heads for dinner. All the table help were models. Well they could have been. Not that I was staring. Love ya Deb.
They have a nice patio. I would have taken a picture, but it would have looked like I was snapping a photo of a model waitress.
We went to a museum, a maritime museum. Cool for me, bad for Deb. She forgot her glasses. I said I would read for her, but she declined. I would have made shit up anyway. "And that ship sank to the bottom of Ontario, with a load of stray cats, for the Chinese restaurants in Toronto". We toured a coast guard cutter, that was listing to one side. We found the reason for the list. They were having a weight watchers meeting in the galley on the port side. No, making shit up again. Actually it was leaking badly. You can rent a cabin on board for the night, as it is a bed and breakfast. You first.
The weather report is not looking too good for the weekend, and we need good weather to cross the lake, so looks like Thursday is the day. G'day Eh.
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