Family Vacation - Day 4
Slept in a little this morning – ‘till about 8:45am or so. Got up and showered and started helping my dad get things back to the Rental store. My son, Duncan, rode along with us and had a blast – at 6 years old, anything new is an adventure, and this one consisted of him riding in the back of an extended cab pick-up truck. After several trips to and fro, including a very sad moment when I had to help return a half-full keg of beer, we were finished and visited for a few minutes before we all decided we were hungry.There is a special little restaurant that I used to frequent when I lived in Charlotte called the Hong Kong restaurant. The food was good and it was a basic little mom & pop type restaurant, where the Chinese cuisine was prepared by a very nice gentleman from Mexico and the rest of the business was run by very American wife. This sounds a little goofy but it worked and I loved the food. I got to know the owners over time and brought them a lot of business over the years. When we arrived at the restaurant, I was disappointed to see that they had been closed for some time. I don’t know the story, but it looks like they just closed their doors one day and didn’t come back. Bummer. I already miss that place. I had to settle for an okay second choice of a Chinese buffet on the other end of town. It was ok, but it wasn’t the same as Tony’s cooking.
After lunch and a quick goodbye, we were off to stay with my Mother for a few nights in Williamston, MI. We took a detour through Lansing to see how the city had changed since we had lived there. Much of it was the same, but the towns around it are changing quickly. As soon as we arrived at my Mother’s house, my wife and son had the fishing poles out and were casting off the dock on the small lake that my Mother lives on. It took a couple of minutes but my wife finally caught that fish!
Duncan's first fish!
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It wasn’t long and my Mother and the rest of the household were out fishing with us off the dock. After a few minutes, my mother offered the use of her paddle boat to my wife and son and they jumped at the chance. It was about this time that Duncan finally caught his first fish right from the paddle boat. It was a whopper of a Sunfish coming in at about 6” in length and weighed about 10 lbs. based on the way he was struggling with it trying to reel it in. He was full of pride as he hoisted it out of the water and displayed it for all to see. The rest of the time we were at my Mother’s house, it was all about the fishing.
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I should add here that if you are a Vegan animal lover, it probably is a conflict of interest to go fishing. My wife, fitting this description, was working feverishly to get the hook out of the fish's mouth whenever one was caught, appologizing to the fish the entire time. This seemed to rub off on Duncan a little bit because when the fish was finally released he threw his arms up in a sort of victory celebration and proclaimed with passion: "It lives! It's alive! The fish is okay!". I just didn't know what to say to that sort of display of emotion. The only redeaming thing I could see here is that, even though they both expressed deep emotion and care for the fish, they still ran a barbed piece of steel through their lips and yanked them out of their homes. Perhaps there is hope for them yet.
posted by Bonzai @ 7:56 PM
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