Day VII – Eagles Mere, Pennsylvania

Very few would make a trip through Eagles Mere.  It is little more than an out-of-the-way resort town.  It has a members-only beach, members-only golf course, and members-only park.  It’s the kind of town that might be featured on an episode of The Twilight Zone.  A young man and his new wife take a wrong-turn somewhere in rural Pennsylvania.  A few hours later they arrive in a small town where immediately people begin to ask where they came from and who they know.  Of course, the couple doesn’t know anyone.  One elderly gentleman, wearing an outdated bow-tie and a corduroy sports coat, offers them a place to stay in a local Bed & Breakfast.  Despite the coming nightfall, the couple politely decline, but the old man insists.  As the couple lays down to sleep they hear howling in the distance.  The next morning the man wakes up but cannot find his wife.  Her side of the bed has been carefully made, or left undisturbed, as if he had slept alone.  Her things are gone, not only they things she had brought to the room, but also those in the young man’s car.  He asks if anyone has seen her, but the townspeople tell him that he arrived alone.

Eagles Mere may seem like a strange location for us to take a detour through, but I my good friend, Stopsign, lives there.  Her family runs a small beach shop called The Beach Shop.  (They’re a very creative bunch.)  Stopsign told us it was a brown building with green trim.  Half the buildings in Eagles Mere are brown with green trim.  Just look for a beach and a crowd.  That’ll take you right to it.

The food at The Beach Shop is pretty typical beach fair.  They have sandwiches, salads, and something called a walking taco.  When Prometheus stole fire from the gods to give it to mankind he also brought the walking taco.  Mankind took fire and ran with it, but the walking taco had already been perfected.  A walking taco is a bag of Doritos or Fritos (one of the bags with a waterproof plasic layer) that has been filled with meat, cheese, lettuce, sour cream, and salsa.  The bag is eaten with a fork or a spoon.

Verdict: Best idea ever! Try it!

 

 

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