Midnite's Global Journey of Spiritual Discovery* - Tiki Travel

M midnite Member 37? 47' N, 122? 26' W Joined: Mar 25, 2002 Posts: 1230	M midnite Posted posted on Tue, May 27, 2008 12:01 AM Ahoy hoy, anyone home? One would, ostensibly, hope to see some actual travel reportage round here. I mean, really now, isn't it about time to get out and about? Fucking ay! Therefore, I present the month of tiki travel, May 15-June 16th, a four-part travelogue brought to you by your intrepid sandwich fan boy. Installment One: A Nephew Grads in Fitchburg We start the month of tiki traveling with a warm send-off at Alameda's finest, your favorite and mine: Forbidden Island. It's going to be a long month and one needs to charge the batteries, prepare for the daunting journeys that await, imbibe. Full speed ahead, damn the Missionary's Downfall, Mai Tais and a blindfold at sunset! That sort of thing. Hey, dig the new F.I. coasters, full of cardboardy goodness. Drink up, for tomorrow we may die....or fly coach. So, where were we? Yes, one more college graduate in the family. Off to see the festivities Central Massachusetts way, with a brief stop over in Bean town. Wicked good times in store, for sure. Cue the requisite sandwich scene as lunch is served in Copley Square. A glorious lobster roll at Turner Fisheries. Happy, but not yet fully sated as my cholesterol level remained within the "survivable" range I got all Kenny Loggins on myself and headed to the danger zone. Yes, some cheesecake should send me into some form of medical extremis. Further, it has been about fourteen hours since my last cocktail...why not try that Mai Tai at the Cheesecake Factory? Why not, indeed. Traditional? No. Well-made? Somewhat. Tasty? Surprisingly so, in an island/Hawaiian Mai Tai sensibility. Any port in a storm, Magumbo. Boston rocks, even if I hate them Sawx. Congratulations and presents are in order as my nephew John does good becoming a member of the Class of 2008. This uncle is so proud. Ahh, it was but twenty years or so ago I made that same walk up to the podium to receive my B.S. Degree. Crikey, someone is getting old, but no wiser. Any-who, it was a beautiful day out Fitchburg way as the family, or a good approximation of the best parts thereof, assembled to witness the ceremony. A weekend of good times ensued as I mixed many a Mai Tai and partook in some serious, if not entirely sanctioned, bocce. This was a brief, yet quite significant, start to the tiki travel month. The runway's foamed, the wheels are greased, I'm back in the saddle and ready to start the serious stuff. Yes, this was just a wee taste, a gateway trip to the hard stuff. Chalks out, flaps up! midnite Next up, installment two: a super secret solid gold (toy) story.

Ahoy hoy, anyone home?

One would, ostensibly, hope to see some actual travel reportage round here. I mean, really now, isn't it about time to get out and about? Fucking ay! Therefore, I present the month of tiki travel, May 15-June 16th, a four-part travelogue brought to you by your intrepid sandwich fan boy.

Installment One: A Nephew Grads in Fitchburg

We start the month of tiki traveling with a warm send-off at Alameda's finest, your favorite and mine: Forbidden Island. It's going to be a long month and one needs to charge the batteries, prepare for the daunting journeys that await, imbibe. Full speed ahead, damn the Missionary's Downfall, Mai Tais and a blindfold at sunset! That sort of thing. Hey, dig the new F.I. coasters, full of cardboardy goodness. Drink up, for tomorrow we may die....or fly coach.

So, where were we? Yes, one more college graduate in the family. Off to see the festivities Central Massachusetts way, with a brief stop over in Bean town. Wicked good times in store, for sure. Cue the requisite sandwich scene as lunch is served in Copley Square. A glorious lobster roll at Turner Fisheries. Happy, but not yet fully sated as my cholesterol level remained within the "survivable" range I got all Kenny Loggins on myself and headed to the danger zone. Yes, some cheesecake should send me into some form of medical extremis. Further, it has been about fourteen hours since my last cocktail...why not try that Mai Tai at the Cheesecake Factory? Why not, indeed. Traditional? No. Well-made? Somewhat. Tasty? Surprisingly so, in an island/Hawaiian Mai Tai sensibility. Any port in a storm, Magumbo.

Boston rocks, even if I hate them Sawx.

Congratulations and presents are in order as my nephew John does good becoming a member of the Class of 2008. This uncle is so proud. Ahh, it was but twenty years or so ago I made that same walk up to the podium to receive my B.S. Degree. Crikey, someone is getting old, but no wiser. Any-who, it was a beautiful day out Fitchburg way as the family, or a good approximation of the best parts thereof, assembled to witness the ceremony. A weekend of good times ensued as I mixed many a Mai Tai and partook in some serious, if not entirely sanctioned, bocce. This was a brief, yet quite significant, start to the tiki travel month.

The runway's foamed, the wheels are greased, I'm back in the saddle and ready to start the serious stuff. Yes, this was just a wee taste, a gateway trip to the hard stuff.

Chalks out, flaps up!
midnite

Next up, installment two: a super secret solid gold (toy) story.

Post #382549 by midnite on Tue, May 27, 2008 12:01 AM