oOmPa

Jim and I and our friends, Patti and Gerard, took off for the wild west of Missouri this past weekend.  Tradition had us starting the journey with a small glass of champagne.

We did a lot of stuff, from digging up a riverboat, to quality testing wineries, to spelunking, shearing sheep, to organ grinding.  We were busy!

We were in the little town of Weston in Northwest, MO.   And lo and behold Organ Grinders from far and wide were gathering!  The sounds were old time and at times deafening.  It was such fun.

Everyone was amazingly friendly and they all came with their own monkeys.  I was disappointed that not a single organ grinder had a real monkey.

Don’t blink when watching this video.  It is incredibly short and cracks me up every time I watch it.  Jim and Patti are trying to get Gerard to do what I refer to as “the oompa”.  Gerard is the reserved one on our bunch (next to me of course).  You can hear me shouting “go, GO!”.  Jim is laughing so hard that he can hardly do it.  We were all shocked when Gerard actually started going up and down.  Then Patti is like “Oh Sh*#, he’s doing it!  So she jumps in.  By that time Jim is laughing so hard that he bails out.  I hope you find it as funny as I did – if not, then it was one of those “You had to be there moments”.

Oompa

Here’s to an oompa kind of day for you.  More trip moments coming up soon.