Ahhh yeah, I took a little break from writing but I am back by popular demand to appease my seven subscribers with tales from the south. The Friday leading into Memorial Day weekend resulted in an impromptu camping trip. First and foremost finding a place to camp on this weekend at the last minute was a chore, but we settled on Big Lake State Park (thanks to Google).
Saturday morning equals a 5 hour drive to the depths of the Show Me State; followed by the inability to get a campsite once we arrived. Luck was on my side (or so I thought) and they had available “suites” which were basically a crappy motel room. We settled as a 5 hour return flight to Iowa wasn’t an option. That is the highlights of the day as the remainder of the weekend went downhill.
7PM (Saturday) - We started fishing with the kids - the kids wanted to play in the park, we ended up fishing by ourselves (without licenses) and the MO MO PO PO (The Show Me State DNR) - said “Show Me” your fishing licenses! Oooops, we racked up $350.00 in fines and that ended fishing for the night.
12AM (Sunday Morning), I am being yelled at by my cousin (also staying in the same luxury suite) that someone is in our room. Yeah that’s right we left our backdoor open and a sleepwalker entered our room and crawled into his bed. They were screaming at here to leave the room, but she was too busy trying to put his shirt on, as pants. I guess they didn’t have enough impact on here, so they decided to bring in a super hero to save the day. (That’s me). I came, I conquered, I closed the deal, and the rather large lady left our room. I proudly thought to myself, it takes a real salesman to convince a sleepwalker to leave.
I wanted to leave you with a two tips when traveling to “The Show Me State”.
- Lock your doors while camping in “The Show Me State” - their have a high population of sleepwalkers.
- Pay $7.00 for a fishing license or you will be donation massive amounts of cash to the MO MO PO PO park fund.
