Lunch at Polly's.
It's comfort food for me.
Had to sit in the old people section,
Some kids were at my usual table.
Continued Westward.
Took the scenic route as opposed to the non-scenic route.
Consists of a ten-mile speedtrap.
Known as Highway 37.
HatGirl called me, so that was cool.
Except that I almost died until I pulled off the road.
HatGirl!
Yay!
Arrived in Derby.
Also known as where?
And never heard of it.
River was up pretty high.
Probably as high as I've seen it down there.
They had a signpost showing old flood levels.
So it wasn't really that high at all.
I should have taken a picture.
Ramsey's Tavern hadn't changed at all.
Same generic old man at the bar.
Same generic interchangeble bikers at the tables.
Same stuffed deer heads on the walls.
They don't have Falls City anymore.
I guess some things do change.
The bartender remembered Dad.
I think she's the one who had a major crush on him.
Had two Bud Lights.
Not as gross as I was expecting.
Had a moment of panic when I saw that I had no phone signal there.
What if HatGirl had tried to call again?
Ahhhhhhhhh!
So I left.
Took the non-scenic, with-speedtrap route back home.
Brought back memories of the day I met MixedSignalGirl.
Which I think was the last time I went to Derby.
Seeing the disabled car really brought back memories.
It was a hot girl.
Scantily-clad.
With two kids hiding in the shade at the treeline.
And a husband crouching in the driver's seat.
Oh, well.
They didn't need anymore help.
Somebody was already going to get some gas for them.
i wish I'd had some cold sodas for the kids though.
They looked miserable.
