There’s a story, of a trip to Mermet… oh wait, that was last year’s theme song. There actually wasn’t a theme song this year… more of a quote… but I’m not putting that out there!
It’s the yearly trek to Mermet Springs over in Metropolis Illinois. Last year on our way we found an Italian Restaurant we wanted to eat at. Turns out we’d have had to wait for 4 hours. This year, we made reservations and trust me, it was worth it. Italian Grill on Broadway. After dinner we went down to the Ohio River shore which was like 8 blocks or so. The weather was perfect for an outing like this. And our friends John and Nelda met us for dinner and our walk to the shore.
Down at the shore there were all these murals on the wall giving the history of Paducah. I wish I’d have had time to read them all!
We found out that they have a concert series all summer, every other Thursday night that is free. How cool and fun is that? We need culture like this around home!
Just after sunset over the Ohio River.
We stayed at the Super 8 again this year. They’ve done us well, especially since that year that we were kicked out of that one hotel at 2am.
Friday was the first day we headed out to Mermet Springs. We like diving on Friday and Saturday so we have a leisurely stroll back home on Sunday instead of a rushed drive home on Sunday.
Just your friendly fresh water shark… lol.
Saturday is when the big group shows up. This year our numbers were down. I made sure to bring my tripod so we could do photos like this. This was missing one member, Justin, who got in at 2am and wasn’t quite awake for this photo op.
It poured. Did you know that Scuba diving is a dry sport… lol. Oh come on, my scuba diving friends get that joke :).
Gorilla… that was my mascot during Grad school.
This little girl kept everyone entertained on the surface. Once, Dan came up and said he wanted a sandwich. This little 2 year old ran over to the bread and started trying to make him a PB&J sandwich. He came and helped her, but if he didn’t want the sandwich, he never said. Instead he ate it with joy and bragged on her. She’s quite a pistol!
We might have been having fun with the diving bell… just maybe….
And that makes for another memorable trip. This year, Karen and I went diving together, I lost her, she lost me. We finally found each other and had a happy reunion. Such a fun and great trip!