Today dawned without the noise of loud talker guy.  Loud talker guy is based next door and after waking at the butt crack of dawn yesterday, he proceeded to laugh like some wild drunken hyena all morning.  Thankfully, our hosts have had a chat with him and he's quieted down between the hours of 11pm and 9am.  I'm fairy certain our mild mannered and retired hosts have threatened loud talker guy with being fed to the river monster.

Yes, I'm fairly certain there is a river monster that eats unsuspecting swimmers here.  Anytime I can't really see the bottom of where I'm swimming I can't help but wonder what might be lurking down there, ready to nom my cheap white sneaker clad feet.  It didn't help that while I was pondering that fact, the King was more than happy to feed that fear by asking what things were in the water.  They were mostly schools of fish, some water weeds and rock outcroppings, but they could have easily been man-eating piranhas or the seldom seen but well fed river monster.

We decided to go explore Alexandria Bay today.  After strolling down and back on the main street, all I can think of is Admiral Akbar saying "It's a Trap!" And it truly is, a tourist trap  Like most tourist areas, there are a number of shops, all of which sell the same overpriced tchotchkes.  But, unlike some places this town felt like carnies might crawl out from nowhere and just set up a cheesy carnival somewhere at any moment.  Truly one of the oddest places I've been, and not somewhere I would choose to go after dark.

This evening's meal was one of the highlights of the day.  We had spaghetti squash with grilled veggies and a fra diavolo sauce.  The kitchen here is a bit smaller than I'm used to, and I don't have all my usual staples at my fingertips, but we're still eating really well.  Strawberry banana smoothies were dessert and we had a lovely view to sip at them.

Say hello to Canada, Mr. Sun
Since we're on vacation, I'm taking advantage of the downtime and getting some reading done that I've been putting off.  I can tell you that Sookie hasn't gotten any smarter after 12 books, and Eric needs to get his head out of his self serving vampire butt.  Pam seriously needs her own book, and I still don't like Sam, he should have died, no one would really miss him.  Mr. Grey is far more vanilla than I was expecting.  The story line is interesting (it's neither erotic fiction or romance), and I'm curious as to how the series will end, and I'll be finding out as soon as I post this.

Laters, baby.

P.S. after the 50 shades of bland, I'll be cuddling up with Dirk Pitt, Shrugging an Atlas and then saying goodbye to Salandar and Blomkvist.

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