It took awhile to find it and when we did and Michael screamed the shrillest/girliest scream I've ever heard. We were laughing our heads off and cheering and making a general scene for the green Outback next to us.
Then all the noise on the planet ceased.
There was a line. And not just any line. An hour wait kind of line. We cued up and this 15 year old, chewing gum and spewing attitude, gave us a post it note with 8:38 written on it and told us we could leave now or proceed forward into the hour wait zone. We figured, what they hell, we already drove this far, we were hungry, we had nothing better to do, and we're TOTALLY CRAZY people, so let's do this. It felt like we were at the fairgrounds. They packed us into this gravel parking lot with cones and bright yellow rope. They set up 6 or so lines that were about 7 cars deep. We turned off the car and just sat.
We played a "name that song from the ipod" game, we tried rocking the car, and I even got out of the car to take a picture of the lines, tripped on a rock, grabbed a side mirror on some random car and screamed "Help!" It's fine.
So once that 15 min time period passed it started to look grim. Michael broke out into sweats. Jessica was sucking her thumb and rocking in the back. I was humming Rocketman while my left eye was twitching. We were hurtin'. Bad.
Thank God the line finally moved an hour later as promised. We rolled up to the stall and gloriously parked the car and started choosing our delights. We ordered $21 worth of food while the women on the speaker said things like, "oh I love that one" "yeah I like those nuggets straight too, no sauce" and "mmm i hear ya on that one." She was a doll and we tipped her some pocket change.
We feasted.
Then 10 mins later Jessica and Michael wanted more food so they ordered another $5 worth. I was smart and didn't pig out on more food. They were hurtin' units by the end of the night.
It was a long drive home. The car rocked us into a sleepy daze where we were barely talking to each other except to say, "No, not that song."
It felt like summer. It felt eerily familiar. Summer 09, you look promising.