Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Big Bear

A few weeks ago, when it was way too hot for a winter's day, Jeremy and I decided to head for cooler climates. As we headed up the mountain to Big Bear, I delighted in watching the temperature on the dashboard drop a steady 30 degrees. We scored an awesome tin table from an antique store that was set up like an old-west town, complete with a hidden cassette player playing some warped old-timey piano music. We saw the pirate ship from the movie Time Bandits, which, when weather permits, you can take a ride on it-AND they shoot the cannon.
We took a drive around the lake and during lulls in the conversation I would stare out at the cutest little cabins and imagine having a vacation home out there.  Jeremy would interrupt these reveries by looking over and saying, "Wait, are you cabin shopping?!?  We can't afford cabin shopping- stop that!"
On the way back down the mountain we stopped for a quick drink, lured in by this bar's awesome signage.  It was even better inside.

 Stepping in, there were a handful of locals who, if they weren't already drunk by 5pm, they were well on their way towards it.  Sinatra's My Way was playing in the background while a lady lovingly put her arms around a bemused looking man and said, "You're the blonde I asked God to send to me," then she shoved him and spat, "but now you're with HER!"  Later on I heard her hitting on another guy by explaining the mating rituals of lizards to him.  The coffee maker had a handwritten sign on it that said, "How about a nice cup of shut the fuck up," and when Jeremy asked the bartender if she had any restaurant recommendations, the entire bar chimed in, basically breaking down the local eateries into places that will give you gas and places that won't.

It was a really, really good time.

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