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It is nice to go out once in a while, even if it is for a quiet night together.
Cynra & I took a Tuesday evening to relax together by going to the Putting Edge to try the glow in the dark mini putt. Cynra had apparently never gone mini-putt before, which was just a shocker to my central nervour system. It just seems like such a normal thing to do that I couldn't conceive of someone never having done it.
Of course, Lake Ontario Park may have contributed to my bias. It was a strange little amusement/beach area in Kingston on the shore of Lake Ontario (Unverifiable fact! They actually named the lake after the park, and not the other way around!) that had a tiny roller coaster (mostly coasting, not much rolling), a big slide, a tilt-a-whirl, a big stage, some carny games, cotton candy, a big bandstand and an attendant campground.
The Min-Putt was either a 9 hole or 18, but it was fun. There was a windmill and other standard holes (no Abe Lincoln hole, though). Of course, the park got shut down because the owner was quibbling with the city. And the campground got shut down too
But it was a nice thing to do on a summer's day. Not quite as thrilling as the Ex or Lake Ontario Place or even a county fair, but it fit with Kingston's small town atmosphere. Kingston has always struck me as a small town that just happened to have a couple large industries (Army base, Universities, Dupont & Alcan) show up.
There were other Mini Putts along the way, in Myrtle Beach and Ottawa, but like in everything, it's the first you remember.
Of course, that means the one Cynra will remember most will have glow in the dark leopards.
For dinner we went to a Lebanese place nearby. We both got Chicken Shwarma dinners, with rice, salad & hummus.
Now, as is normal, the prep included some garlic sauce & hot sauce on the food. While YHB enjoyed his ("Hmm, this is an enjoyable flavour combination"), Cynra began to tentatively nibble on hers. Then, when she picked up a piece with the hot sauce, she got a look on her face. An unusual look. An unhappy look. The sort of look that seems to say "Why is this live tadpole wriggling around in my mouth?"
She does not like hot sauce. She's very sensitive to it, particularly on lettuce. The nice people at the Shwarma place were kind enough to replae it with a non hot sauce added version.
All in all, a very fun night. I've still got the putter's wrist.
Cynra & I took a Tuesday evening to relax together by going to the Putting Edge to try the glow in the dark mini putt. Cynra had apparently never gone mini-putt before, which was just a shocker to my central nervour system. It just seems like such a normal thing to do that I couldn't conceive of someone never having done it.
Of course, Lake Ontario Park may have contributed to my bias. It was a strange little amusement/beach area in Kingston on the shore of Lake Ontario (Unverifiable fact! They actually named the lake after the park, and not the other way around!) that had a tiny roller coaster (mostly coasting, not much rolling), a big slide, a tilt-a-whirl, a big stage, some carny games, cotton candy, a big bandstand and an attendant campground.
The Min-Putt was either a 9 hole or 18, but it was fun. There was a windmill and other standard holes (no Abe Lincoln hole, though). Of course, the park got shut down because the owner was quibbling with the city. And the campground got shut down too
But it was a nice thing to do on a summer's day. Not quite as thrilling as the Ex or Lake Ontario Place or even a county fair, but it fit with Kingston's small town atmosphere. Kingston has always struck me as a small town that just happened to have a couple large industries (Army base, Universities, Dupont & Alcan) show up.
There were other Mini Putts along the way, in Myrtle Beach and Ottawa, but like in everything, it's the first you remember.
Of course, that means the one Cynra will remember most will have glow in the dark leopards.
For dinner we went to a Lebanese place nearby. We both got Chicken Shwarma dinners, with rice, salad & hummus.
Now, as is normal, the prep included some garlic sauce & hot sauce on the food. While YHB enjoyed his ("Hmm, this is an enjoyable flavour combination"), Cynra began to tentatively nibble on hers. Then, when she picked up a piece with the hot sauce, she got a look on her face. An unusual look. An unhappy look. The sort of look that seems to say "Why is this live tadpole wriggling around in my mouth?"
She does not like hot sauce. She's very sensitive to it, particularly on lettuce. The nice people at the Shwarma place were kind enough to replae it with a non hot sauce added version.
All in all, a very fun night. I've still got the putter's wrist.