Afterglow 2009 - Day 3 Monday

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Most people who wear sunglasses are blind or trying to shade their eyes. Other people wear them to try and look cool. Kevin and I don't fit into any of those categories. We wear our sunglasses while swimming for the same reason we wear sombreros on land - for absolutely no reason whatsoever. Get a hold of Dateline NBC to do an in depth investigation into it if you really want to try and find the meaning. I promise that there won't be one. All that you are going to be doing is wasting plenty of time and money. And people wonder why the kids are starving.

 

Something happened where I raged it so hard last night. I blame the booze for the unadulterated raging. It was a little uncalled for. The reason for hard rage doesn't matter anymore, since I had to deal with the consequences, mainly a ridiculously red eye. This happens sometimes when I wear my contacts too much, but I didn't need that to happen up here at Afterglow. I wish that the cure for red eye was a bomb sandwich, cause that's what I ate for breakfast this morning. But even though this three meat sandwich was absolutely delicious, rest is the only cure for this red eye thing that creeps up on me every now and then. So I'd be wearing glasses until my eye gets better.

Kevin and I were the only yahoos brave enough to hang out inside the water. That or we were the only ones dumb enough to swim when the air temperature was in the high 60's. None of that really matters to us, because we'd be swimming out here if the world was freezing over or if there was an asteroid shower. So in a Michael Bay / Roland Emmerich movie, when everyone else is running for their lives, Kevin and I will be swimming in Afterglow Lake.

The kids were out kayaking the uncharted waters of Afterglow Lake. Like Magellan, Ponce de Leon and Lewis and Clark before them, their findings would be beneficial to all future travelers. Except for the fact that Afterglow Lake was all ready well charted. But shh - don't tell them that. They think they're the first ones. When they draw out their topographical maps, I'll laugh and give them a copy of Rand McNally's Atlas. And crush their dreams.

It took a lot of convincing to get James to come swimming with us and leave the warm embrace of his safety towel. Some people need to be coaxed into enjoying Afterglow Lake Resort's greatest asset. Seriously, I don't understand why people don't swim everyday.

 

 

 

 

After our morning swim, we went back to the cabin to recharge the batteries and rally the troops. Kevin fueled up on some pancakes, and I probably threw some kind of highly caffeinated energy beverage (like Mountain Dew Amp) into my drink.

I finally got everyone out of the cabin, but it was still a tall order to ask them to get into the water. Since no one wants to be bossed around on vacation, I gave up trying to get them to join me. They'll swim when they damn well please to I guess.

 

It was incredibly difficult to get everyone motivated to do something besides sit in cabin. Of course I wasn't leading by example by sitting on the couch in the cabin. I tried to use the excuse that I've been up since 7 am waiting for them, but they didn't buy it.

 

 

 

 

Kevin and I didn't have too much going on, and didn't really have any plans for today. So we went to Plan B - swimming. That's always the fallback when there is nothing better to do. Not that I'm complaining though. If I had to chose between swimming and any of the other activities they plan up here, I'll probably choose swimming 99% percent of the time. The other 1% is just to allow for human error. I honestly can't think of anything that I'd rather do at Afterglow besides swimming. But that's me though. I can only speak for myself.