Monday took the slow approach as the centerpiece to our day was mid-afternoon at PH. We arrived relatively early, went our own separate ways for an hour to kill time; I wanted to leave my card with the nice person we met at the Apple Store in CP on day one. Then I made Jose’s losing bet on the Rangers winning the wild-card tie breaker against the Devil Rays. I think Somara went shopping for snacks she likes.
The timeshare people set up our tickets to see Popovich’s Animal Circus. The box office let us upgrade to the front row for a mere $20! I’m glad we did.
How was the show? Quite memorable from many angles and heartwarming to see all those cats, dogs, and other abandoned pets gain new leases on life as performers. Popovich isn’t exclusively skits involving animals doing tricks, he does numerous acrobatic and juggling bits. It brought back memories of watching Bozo on WGN when I was a little kid; in the Seventies, Bozo was an hour and usually an “old-timey” circus act would get about 10 minutes on the show in the second half.
Afterwards it was an early dinner at PH’s buffet. The food the place served was a huge improvement from when we ate there 10 years ago under the Aladdin banner yet the name remained the same…the Spice Market.
We picked up where we left off at the Pinball Hall of Fame, namely the machine below which gave my brother and me nightmares whenever we saw it at Zayres.
It’s the pink giant! Run away Herbie!
Nightmares? Yes. As you can see from the artwork, we didn’t understand that it was a collage and/or the perspective. In my four-to-five-year-old mind the guy on the right was a giant scaring the hell out of the lady below while the man is trying to fix the car. I guess the couple were trying to escape a doomed city but the pink giant was going to harm them. On another day, we overheard a couple college students playing a driving game next to it and one yelled the name Herbie. This led to our assumption about the heavy character running away from a stinging insect on the driving game to have the said name. Our parents must’ve been concerned over the weird fear we developed so Mom made an illustrated storybook which led to Herbie becoming friends with the misunderstood pink giant. I sent the above picture to Brian. He had no memory of the childhood “ordeal.”
We wrapped early in preparation for the next morning’s massages.
I tend to watch copious amounts of TV while in vacation too. I shouldn’t, all the commercial breaks gets on my nerves.
Gambling Report:
- Saving it up for the last day.