Yep, I am homesick from that home far away from home.
It's hard to explain and I want to kick meself in the face for not taking pictures or filming all this, but I am homesick from my last stay in the midwest:
-I miss the huge Thirstydrunk smile that welcomed me on arrival.
-I miss Thirsty's friends who accepted me immediately two years ago.
-I miss waking up like at home at Thirsty's place and grabbing a PBR out of the fridge in my pajama while Sam (good dog sam) is barking around and trying to make me stumble in the way only hyper boxers know.
-I miss the conversations in the Oldsmobile while we are driving/sailing to Illinois.
-I miss the stop at the geese house and improbable conversations about returning some dead animals to their first owner.
-I miss the arrival at the Roadhouse and everyone so happy to see us disgusting wastes of space like we are messiahs.
-I miss the delightful plentiful food and beer, and strange cocktails, and smiles and booze, and smiles again at the Roadhouse.
-I miss the dazzled waking up in the morning at Chip's house before we have a huge breakfast and head for Fort Kickass.
-I miss Cy, Logan and the entire family at Fort Kickass where no one, no one will ever get thirsty for more than ten seconds.
-I miss re-entering a bar after two years and the waitress actually remembering you and your giant friend were there before, way before you do.
-I even miss the bunch of incompetent idiots at the shake'n steak.
-I definitely miss the evening sitting in Thirsty's garden, with the Viking grilling half a cow on the barbecue while everyone is having drinks and laughing at the small differences between one continent and an other.
In a nutshell, I curse the ocean and miss my friends from the other side of the Atlantic.
I know some pictures were taken at various points in the magnificent drunken haze we've been living through those five days, so if anyone has the courage to post them, please do.
Thank you, you wild bunch of boozed up fools , you made my year.
See you next year, or anytime before if you get those fucking passports made and condescend to pay me a visit.
"I never want to go to bed if there are still beers in the fridge, but then I am always hopeful that there are beers left in there when I wake up.". Thirstydrunk.
An alcoholic is someone who drinks just as much as you do but whom you don't like.
The prince of darkness is a gentleman. William Shakespeare.