Where’s your favourite place to take an out-of-town guest?

I remember in the early sixties my cousins came in from Ohio and my dad took us all to Wall Street, Lower Manhattan. As he took us through the canyons, he was able to tell the history of NYC starting with the Dutch, talking then about the English and further as to Wall Street's role in our revolution. We ended up at the pub, still there after all these years, where Washington plotted with his fellow revolutionaries, the Fraunces Tavern:

"Fraunces Tavern was originally the home of early New York mayor Stephanus van Cortlandt, but the building quickly became a clubhouse for revolutionaries, eventually hosting George Washington when he bid farewell to his officers at the end of the Revolutionary War."

I had no idea my dad knew so much, and explained so well. He loved NYC. I was so proud of him! ❤️
 

Years back some people about 5 miles away would feed discarded broken taco shells to black bears every night. As the story goes, they started doing this to divert the bears away from their livestock, but once they started, efforts to stop the feeding resulted in even more bear problems. Held hostage by bears! So they had to continue the feedings each night. After years of this they finally put an end to it, perhaps with the help of some hunters.

So every night many folks would come and see the bears. And we would bring our out of town guests as well.
 
Everyone wants to visit The tower of London or the London eye.. or the myriad of museums.. or Trafalgar square or the Christmas lights... or Buckingham Palace.. or Big Ben..or London Bridge... or Camden Market... or the houses of parliament... lots of places to take them..
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That was our lot when we lived in London, the answer was to take one of the tour buses.
Here in Dorset, where we live now, friends and visitors want to see The Cerne Abbas Giant.
 
Why did you say no?
Because I didn’t want her, and her husband and 2 boys staying with us. If I wanted them there, I would have invited them. I don’t invite myself to other people houses either. It’s not something I’m interested in doing.

When we were younger, we hung out together. When I left home at 16 she missed me. Then her family moved out west so she ran away from home and landed at my front door. I’ve No idea how she got my address but I sent her back home. She was a year younger than me, making her a child. I had friends and a roommate who smoked, drank and did drugs. I would have been responsible for her health and safety and well being. I wasn’t willing to do that. I left home to take care of myself, not myself AND my neighbour\friend.
 
Wanting to spend time with you is taking advantage?
With her? YES! I’ve known this women since we moved to Canada in 1965. She was a year younger than me and was the youngest girl out of the 7 children. She was Catholic and went to a completely different school. Sometimes we walked together but not usually. I had another friend my own age I use to hang around.

This younger friend grew up to be a huge Kleptomsnic. When we were young she started working at our Mac’s milk at the age of 14. Her parents let her. She’d bring bags full of stuff home every night and finally got fired for stealing money.

Later she tried to talk us into stealing when we walked to Towers. Money meant everything to her . She became a thief and money hoarder.

She will go to her husbands work conventions and steal sandwiches, muffins, and cookies to bring home or even a bridle shower. It became a toxic behaviour.

When she ran away from home she wracked up a whole list of long distance telephone bills and never paid for them. The police and bell Canada had to talk to me.

I stopped talking to her after giving her over $300 worth of stuff. I’d rather not get into what happened. She played people like a poker game and I’m not into playing head games. Give it to me STRAIGHT or don’t give it to me at all.
 
Warmer weather seasons, one of two little-known places, beside large swift-moving creeks. each spot with a beautiful waterfall.

During winter, if the person is so inclined, cross-country skiing on a very long, converted rail bed ("rail trail"), or X-C skiing on a path to the secluded edge of a broad, calm pool in the river where up to a hundred swans sometimes gather.
 
I remember in the early sixties my cousins came in from Ohio and my dad took us all to Wall Street, Lower Manhattan. As he took us through the canyons, he was able to tell the history of NYC starting with the Dutch, talking then about the English and further as to Wall Street's role in our revolution. We ended up at the pub, still there after all these years, where Washington plotted with his fellow revolutionaries, the Fraunces Tavern:

"Fraunces Tavern was originally the home of early New York mayor Stephanus van Cortlandt, but the building quickly became a clubhouse for revolutionaries, eventually hosting George Washington when he bid farewell to his officers at the end of the Revolutionary War."

I had no idea my dad knew so much, and explained so well. He loved NYC. I was so proud of him! ❤️
I've never been there, but here's their site-
Fraunces Tavern - Fidi, Battery Park, Downtown, Lower East Side, Tribeca, City Hall, South Street Seaport, New York, NY
 
When my husband did shift work it wasn’t always easy having people over but we have always been generous and friendly with visitors. We’ve had both family get togethers and many meals we’ve served happily. For 16 years we catered to my parents for 6 months out of the year. The only thing my husband found difficult was other peoples kids. He’s not good with kids but generally speaking, we like to spoil our guests making it a positive memorable experience.

My childhood friend was a different story all together. She was trouble and I had enough trouble. Lol
 

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