(Note: This is a long one, so if you don't want to read it, skip to the end for the token nudity.)
The ferry ride costs $44 for the car a driver (that driver would be me) and takes about 1 ½ hours. It’s either that or a 4-½ hour, 200-mile car ride through New York City and along the Connecticut coast.
Which route would you have taken?
From New London we drove about 50 miles up to Lori’s brother’s place. The trip was about an hour.
Lori’s brother’s family lives in a 170-year-old house.
The house is right on the main road, which makes trying to sleep a challenge, and it’s about a ¼ mile down wind from a dairy farm. Lori’s brother told me the dairy spreads the manure over the fields about every other day.
“I knew I recognized that odor when we got out of the car.”
We stayed with her brother until Monday morning. The only bedroom that was available was on the second floor but had no bed to sleep on. So Lori packed two twin sized air mattresses for us to sleep on. They were actually pretty comfortable, but getting up off of them was, to say the least, a challenge for jolly old BTExpress (that would be me). I forgot to take a picture of that, sorry.
Saturday Lori, her brother, his wife and I went to a very large antique fair in Brimfield, Massachusetts.
It’s advertised as the “largest outdoors antique show in New England, with over 5000 dealers from all over the country”.
I can believe it when they say it’s the largest. We arrived about 9:30 am and left at almost 5:00 PM. That was 7 ½ hours and about gazillion miles of walking and we didn’t even come close to seeing the whole thing. Here are a few pictures from the fair.
We thought the clown head in the jar looked liked the head of an evil killer clown that was removed to keep the clown from killing again. That is until someone that had the clowns headless body put the head back on and let the clown run amuck once again. What do you think?
I saw a lot of very strange things at the fair. Right after we got there we walked over to one corner at the far end and saw this old lady with one blind, gray eye that pointed off to the right and what looked like her evil killer son. The old lady even cackled when she talked. I rush Lori out of there pretty quick cause this old lady looked evil and had things for sale that were obviously possessed by evil demon curses.
And that wasn’t even the strangest thing I saw that day. While Lori was looking at one booth, I wandered off and came across a booth that had a lot of old nazi pins, a small, oval plaque that had punched out the words “MEMBER IN GOOD STANDING OF THE KKK” and an 8 ½ by 11 inch framed ‘sculpture” (I don’t know what else to call it) of a skull and cross bones made out of fucking HUMAN TEETH!!!!!! NO SHIT! HUMAN TEETH! I could tell they were human because I saw a lot of my son’s baby teeth and these looked all discolored like real teeth. The thing looked very old too.
At another booth near by I saw mixed in amongst the arrowheads and all other kinds of stuff, two stone-carved figures of a small man. The man was about three inches tall and sticking out the front was a dick about six inches long. These must have been some of the oldest dildoes made.
Sorry, no pictures of this stuff either.
My poor feet hurt so badly that when they went back for day two at the fair on Sunday, I stayed home at her brother’s. I had a good time watching football games and drinking beer.
Okay, the trip to the fair was a 45-minute, 22-mile car ride through very rural countryside. Round trip, about 50 miles. We had to take a detour on the way home due to a traffic jam of everyone trying to get out of Brimfield at the end of the day. I didn’t have to drive this leg of our journey so saved my car a few miles.
Sunday night we all met Lori’s parent in a restaurant in Putnam CT to celebrate her father’s 81st birthday. Then Monday morning, since everyone had left for work and school when we woke up, Lori and I
That trip was about 45 minutes and 40 miles.
I spend most of that day working on her mother’s computers. First it was the web cam that didn’t record sound and then the old laptop that hadn’t been updated in the three years her mom had it. Then I installed a program on the laptop so her dad could chat on line with an old friend that lives on an island off the coast of China teaching school. We also watched a few home movies that were put on VHS tapes. One was of the time her dad was in Alaska in 1948. He flew planes in the army. Another one was of a family reunion from last January.
Monday morning we woke up Lori and I
We left for the ferry and home at a little after 1:00 PM. Lori’s daughter stayed behind for a visit the rest of the week. I’ll bring her back home to her house next Saturday.
See, next Saturday I’m taking Lori back up to Connecticut by ferry for her family reunion in Ashaway, RI.
That’s about a 20 mile, 20 minute drive from New London, Connecticut where the ferry docks. We are only going for the day and coming back in the evening. I really missed my bed and the thought of sleeping on the pullout sofa again that soon, just isn’t appealing to me.
Well my friends, that’s another chapter in the retired life of yours truly, Tony, aka, BTExpress.
One more thing.
The last time I made a Half-Nekkid Thursday post without nudity, I heard about it. (You know who you are and thank you so very much.) So even though I have no naked shots of Lori or me from our trip last weekend, I’m going to post a picture from an old HNT post so I don’t hear about it again. So, for my fellow horn dogs and for your voyeuristic pleasures, here's a token HNT shot of me more than half nekkid watching one of my favorite movies.