The Adventures of Yogi and Boo #6

Part 6 The West Is The Best....Forget the Rest!

New Mexico is Known for two things, at least to Yogi n Boo it is...Billy The Kid and Trophy Elk Hunting. Seeings how neither are able to be met or done they explored Albuquerque and Santa Fe briefly and moved into the treacherous land of the rocky mountains. The road winds along a very steep row of cliffs. The weight of the high elevation literally takes your breath away. Once at 9,500 feet they stumbled across the small mountain town of Silverton. Below freezing temperatures and a long drive through the canyons the two scurried into a small bar named Pride of the West. They ordered a few drinks and sat by the roaring fire. Each time the door swung open they were reminded of the frosty night ahead. The two commented on the idea of just falling asleep by the fire but eventually braved the wintery conditions for the night.

Moab, Utah. Home of the Arches National Park. It was amazing. So beautiful! Yogi assisted Boo to the top of an arch and they carved their symbol into the delicate rock. They sat atop the adjoining stone and reveled in feeling so small in such a glorious unique place, that towered around them. Four corners was a fun stop, they stood in four states at one moment then headed to the Grand Canyon. More Canyons....just what Boo was wanting(sarcasm). They walked passed a huge Mule deer grazing in the road and into an old haunted hotel by the Canyon and watched Monday night football. At sunset they stood at the canyons edge and welcomed the day.

VEGAS! They drove over the hoover dam and to the Strip. New Nork New York Hotel was the coolest! So life like. After watching the sunset at the Strip and snapping a few family photos by the Welcome to Vegas sign they drove into California and stopped at Barstow..... The next morning they made their way to San Diego and began.....GAVIN DAYS!!!

Gavin is the most adorable 16 month old little boy in the WORLD and he LOVES his Uncle Yogi! Yogi and Boo got back to their baby wrangling roots and babysat him while his folks went to work. They also found that the secret to the Niners success is Little Gavie wearing his Niners jersey! Boo got a chance to spend some quality time getting to know Yogi’s family and enjoyed watching home movies of the bunch! The end of Gavin Days came too soon for the trio they were so sad to go and can’t wait to visit again!

Next Stop was the Marine Corps base! Spending the days with Kaydence and Hunter was tons of fun! Kayd never stops going and Hunter is a little cuddle bug! New Moon midnight premiere with Katie, Krys, Yogi n Boo! As per usual it disappointed but was a step up from Twilight. A family trip to boomers for mini golf, bumper boats, go karts and laser tag was so much fun but left Boo in alot of pain...Damn that Levaquin!!! After a sleepless night of tearful pain Boo was excited for a Marine BBQ. Krys had gotten a bear this year and planned a party to cook it up. It was yummy! Good times rolled as Zack pulled out the Rock Band and someone else brought out the Country Band! Yogi is a guitar playing Pro!!!

Patty’s!! A few days to hang with Pat and Matt, The brothers from another mother, the place where Yogi gets to be a kid again!! Tomorrow the two will leave, make a few quick stops at Yogi’s Godfather’s, Oregon to visit Boo’s Great Grandma, Frank’s DogMother and then head towards home. Thanksgiving with their babies!!!! There will be two more blogs. One written by Boo and one by Yogi! Hope you have enjoyed them all!!!!

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The Adventures of Yogi and Boo #5

Part 5: The South Will Rise Again.... In Temperature!

Duke college, in Durham, North Carolina was a pit stop Yogi had been waiting for. He quickly made his way to the student store and sifted through the many anti-tarheel shirts until he found it. The duke lacrosse shirt. He grabbed one for himself and another for Boo who didn't quite get the humor but went along with it.

South of the Border! You may think this to be Mexico but no. It is a megaplex of tourist traps just south of the NC border. They turned on "Down In Mexico" by The Coasters and took the exit. The tackiness of the giant sombrero, dinosaurs and doplhin sculptures is only exceeded by the novelty items within the shops. Still the dirty towels (towels with adult only pics and sayings printed on them) and the toilet paper for assholes was a welcomed laugh fest for the duo.

Savannah, Georgia was exactly as you would picture it small brick shops, moss eerily dangling from oak trees and the warmth of the south. Boo was shocked to find that she enjoyed it so much. They stumbled upon a small park lined with benches and sat discussing that life is like a box of chocolates. Tybee island was a stop suggested by Krys. She had spoken of it before and it stuck in Boo's mind. It was a quick jyont from Savannah and well worth it. The sand was powdery and the wind surfers made for great entertainment.
It is safe to say that Georgia was Frank The Tanks favorite state. They love bulldogs in Georgia!

If georgia was his favorite then Florida was his least! The gator state does not like anything bulldogs or bama. Daytona Beach had only one song that could be played Vanilla Ice's "Ice Ice Baby" the three rolled down A1A Beach Front Avenue! Then had a slice in Boca and continued to Miami. Miami was not as glamorious as the two had envisioned it being. Instead it looked more like an episode of cops. They made a quick exit towards the keys. That night Frank's dislike for Florida was soldified when they were attacked by chiggers!!! The itching was unbearable!

Halloween was spent in the Florida Keys. It was 89 degrees in Key West, perfect blue sky and a warm Atlantic Ocean. Hitting the beach was a must do! They swam with Frankie who wanted to play hungry hungry hippos with the little fish but do to his mishapen body, can't swim! They were away before he could finish his first chomp. It was after many signs that Yogi decided he wanted to see what the fantasy fest was. He will forever have a fear of following a sign. What they found was... Too much! Fantasy fest is a week long event for adults who want to display thier darker sides that are hidden away in their daily lives. Some would argue that these "sides" should stay hidden! The sights they saw that day will forever haunt them. Men wearing thongs, 78 years old women wearing pasties and countless pale persons in their 40-70s without their tops. Nothing was left to the imagination. Yogi has since woken up in a cold sweat from the night terrors.

Weeki Wachee home the mermaids! Nia's one request was a picture of her sissy with a mermaid. They closed at 3 and they arrived at 3:45! Their idea of staying the night was dashed as they found out they were closed for the next 3 days! Lazy mermaids! Between the nude seniors, the biting bugs and the mermaids who dash little girls dreams and never return thier letters... it was clear that Florida Sucks! That was it Frank was done with Flordia and so was Boo.

A drive through Mobile and into Mississippi Yogi and Boo were still wearing shorts in the 80 degree southern heat. New Orleans was the stop that Yogi and Boo were excited for in the south. Fresh from watching Ben Button they couldn't wait to feel the old charm and jazzy zest that New Orleans advertises. Much like Miami and Weeki Wachee...New Orleans was a disappointment. Not at all like the persona they suggest. There were beggers galore, one of which handed Boo some flowers (he had yanked them off the flowered bush in the lawyers parking lot) then asked Yogi for some cash. Yogi explained that he had none and he turned to Boo and asked her for some. She explained she doesnt carry cash... he then reached to her hands and snatched the flowers from them and stalked off. Thier last hope, Bourbon street. It was fantasy fest 2. Every other door plastered with photos of nude women advertising acts not spoken of in civilized conversation. The south was beginning to bring down the wonderful view the two had of America. Was this all that the world was purchased sex, whiskey and begging?

Yogi suggested they go somewhere familiar, Memphis. They made the drive though Louisiana, up Mississippi and into Memphis. Rendevous ribs served up by Jack will cure any Ill feelings you have! So delicious you forget that there is any other food in the world! Heaven on a plate to put it simply. The two walked down Beale street, their tummies full and Yogi let Boo in on something he had been thinking. "I'm done chewing! Once we leave Memphis I'm done."

Once through Arkansas and into Oklahoma city the two could feel the call of the West! The pull was intense and it forced a smile in their hearts. They hit route 66! A true American classic. The museum were great and the funky roadside stops were fun! In Texas they visited the barb wire museum and stopped at the signing truck. After immortalizing their trip they took a moment to look back and say goodbye to the south!

Yogi and Boo are back in the west!
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The Adventures of Yogi and Boo # 4

Part 4: We the people.....

For Yogi and Boo getting to see spots where U.S History occurred is like eating Rita’s frozen strawberry custard before dinner. It is a common bond the two share. So it goes without saying that this part of the trip was an exciting one for them. All the history you can handle and then some. The two also share the love of competitive sports. Therefore Boston was a great place to start. They hit the old north church first. Sat in the box seats that line the interior and listened to the tour guide tell the tale of Paul Revere’s ride to spread the word and fight the british while Robert Newman hung two lanterns to signal to the unsuspecting villages and Patriots that the british were coming. One if by land, two if by sea. After hanging the lanterns 14 stories high, he had only seconds to descends the ladders and make a hasty escape out the back window before the british redcoats broke down the door and stormed the church.

This first stop got the goosebumps going for Yogi and Boo, they continued on to the home of Paul Revere and then on to the Bunker hill. After grabbing Yogi a cannoli that was in his words “Nothing compared to Auntie Jo’s” They headed to Harvard and found that it is only $1333 a week to attend. The must stop, Fenway Park! It was beautiful and thanks to a cute little bar they were able to see the field even though the Sox season was over :( One day they will catch a Red Sox game at Fenway....until then they always have ESPN.

Boston did hold one dramatic detail. Boo was in a t-shirt shop and exited to find a mad woman walking away with Frank! Yogi was standing where she had left the two with a shocked look on his face and a pink leash in his hand. The leash was attached to a silvery and rather large great dane. With a few not so nice words for the clearly unstable dog walker, who claimed to be helping him get over his fear of bigger dogs... Boo retrieved her puppy and politely explained that were she to touch their dog again she would have one less limb!

Stopping in Plymouth to see the world famous rock and gander at the mayflower replica, they learned of a great American mystery...No one knows what happeed to The Mayflower....With a light in their eyes they calmed their urge to launch a full scale treasure hunt for the ship and decided they must venture out to Provincetown. The landing spot of the pilgrims. Once there they stuck their feet (and paws) in the Atlantic for the first time in the same place the pilgrims did(roughly speaking). Then down to Newport, RI which was adorable and Warwick, RI. The home of TAPS aka The ghost Hunters. This began a hunt for the ghost hunters...hoping to get a pic of them for Mom! They found them to be in Danbury, CT. Once there they found they were sold out of tickets to meet them. :( So they continued on to Yale and Princeton. Princeton was by far the most beautiful of all the ivy leagues and they had now seen them all (sans Brown). Both Yogi and Boo had a childhood dream of attending Princeton and so they spread ashes. The backdrop, a castle surrounded quad with half a dozen black trees with stunning fall leaves atop.

Philadelphia. Home of America, Freedom and the Fresh Prince!! They entered Philly with Boo rapping the Fresh Prince theme song and Yogi spinning the air disks. A quick jaunt to the Rocky steps and then on to Independence Row. They started out at the Liberty Bell and found out that the rest must be done by tour only. Boo was having a bad day for pain and could not stand through tour guides long talks, they happened upon the nicest and coolest tour guide/Ranger EVER! He rummaged up a wheel chair for Boo and situated them at the front of the line with Frank. The Ranger showed them through the many sights and after the tour was finished in Independence Hall he treated them to a behind the scenes special. He let Yogi n Boo see and hold “The Key”, it is over 200 years old and was held by the greats! Thomas Jefferson, Ben Franklin and George Washington to name a few. The Key that opens and locks Independence hall, The very place where the Declaration was detailed, signed and argued over. Running there fingers across every banister they could, wanting to soak up its greatness, tears welled up in Boo’s eyes and Yogi’s weren’t dry either. The two just sat in the hall taking it in. Were they to allow it, the two would have gladly stayed forever. It was amazing. Just outside the Hall they spread some more ashes where Mom and Keesha could have a permanent view.

A short drive to Gettysburg, the two thought this would bring feelings as the day before did but found that sadness was more the tone. In only three days 50,000 Americans were lost and for what? Nothing. It was all something that could have been talked about and worked out peacefully but much like the issues of today... the people let it go until it was too far and words meant nothing.

D.C. Was the next big stop. Though the monuments were amazing and the allure of history compelling the two did not stay long. The people were as rude as can be and the face of America‘s demise posted everywhere. The two saw the Archives and monuments then made a promise to come back in 2012 and see it right again.

Having learned that the Sons of Liberty had not simply turned their backs on England but rather England had turned their back on the people. It was only after several untended attempts to work out their woes with the King that they decided they must be free of him. Hearing the fates of many of the signers, seeing their diaries and hopes for America they sat at the Lincoln monument, being harassed by the Rangers and wondered.....would they do it all again if they could see it now? Would they give their lives for this?

With that folks we conclude part four and the tour of American (and British) History. Hope you enjoyed part 4 and will come back for Part 5 - The South Will Rise Again....In Temperature! Thanks for all the comments! Keep em coming we love the feedback! :)

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