rvpopeye said:
tx2
Your life on two wheels must have some other "Ain't Right" moments you could tell us about. OR am I "Ain't Right"
Well, I think the entire existence in the biker world is 'controlled chaos' sometimes. A lifetime of blurred memories...
A couple of friends of mine went to Sturgis with me one year, and at Glencoe Camp Resort, in the Pavilion, (bar) there are three restrooms. Exactly three.
So there we are hanging out, these two buds and myself, watching the chaos, drinking some beer, enjoying the music and the scenery. After a couple of beers, one of my friends, who is a Sturgis Virgin, asks where the restroom is. (not men's room, restroom)
I point at the door on the north wall. He wanders off that way.
I tell my other friend...dont go away, you will want to be here when he comes back. In 30 seconds he comes back..."hey thats a Women's restroom you idiot!"...
I tell him nope...its Coed! C'mon I'll show ya.... So I lead them both over and walk right in...pick a stall, and do my bidness. Alongside a few mostly quiet, burly men and LOTS of scantily clad, and loud, drunk, giggling women.
If you have 'shy bladder' syndrome, this is NOT the place you wanna be, to pee.
My buds were a bit...amazed...and had a good laugh....hey this is Sturgis! I never told them about the OTHER two restrooms....one for Men, and one for Women.
So...maybe that night, I just wasn't right.