Recently I had a daddy-daughter date with my Dad for Festibond. We had a great time spending time together bowling. We bowled at Bayside bowl, a site in Portland. He prefers Bayside over Vacationland, but I still don’t get why. Maybe that’s because the last time I went to Vacationland bowling was 2 or 3 years ago.
Anyway, we played two rounds. I bowled with bumpers to avoid a gutter ball but my Dad, of course, still won both rounds. At least I got the first strike. Well, my Dad is good at just about everything I guess. We had fun spending time together, and each time I went, he high fived me no matter how many pins I knocked down. That’s my Dad! He would be proud of me if I knocked one pin down. “You didn’t hit the bumper!” he’d say. I thought that was very nice of him, and I think he is a great guy. Brent got me a root beer, and he made a big deal about it because that was a once in a century thing to drink soda. I felt very very odd drinking it.
Then we went to ‘The Merry Table’. It was a crepery, and we had to walk three or so blocks in the freezing cold. But that’s okay… it wasn’t that cold. I refused to talk English until we got in, and I received many laughs from my Dad.
We both ordered a savory crepe, although he was more ambitious and ordered the Mexican crepe. It was unfortunately filled with seafood. We talked about many interesting things, but mostly we just ate our crepes, which is why I prefer to avoid dinner dates. It’s because you don’t and can’t talk very much, which misses the whole point. After the savory crepe we went ahead and ordered a dessert crepe, going with simple fruit, sugar, etc. I had a great time posing for pictures and joking with my Dad.
I’m definitely looking forward to next Festibond.