|Pat, my new BF (from Canada)|
Well folks, I guess some of you have already figured out that I've made a new "BF." And yes, I am still happily married to Bill but I can still have Best Friends.
My new "BF" is Pat from Toronto Canada. We clicked immediately upon meeting in the parking lot of the Hotel Blue Last Friday evening. Pat called me to tell me that he would have to probably be sleeping on a park bench because the hotel didn't have his reservation. I was out in my backyard weeding when I received his call on my iPhone.
Of course he wouldn't have to sleep on a park bench, he could stay here at Casa Tipton-Kelly until he found his hotel room. What happened was when we made the reservation (I was on FaceTime with Pat last week and the phone with the hotel), it was supposed to be for Friday night. Fortunately the owner of the hotel found him a room at a nearby hotel for Friday night.
I told Pat I would be right down. I knew he had a long drive (12 hours) and would be tired but I did want to give him a personal welcome and take him out to eat.
I drive up to the Hotel Blue parking lot. I've never been to that parking lot before but I was pretty sure I could park there temporarily while I went into the Beacon Motel where Pat was staying for the night. I see the man in a T-shirt and jeans standing in the parking lot. I'm thinking he's the parking lot attendant going to give me grief for parking in the hotel parking lot. So instead of parking where I was going to park, I go to the far end of the parking lot. The man follows me. Now I'm getting annoyed and I'm ready for battle. All kinds of folks who aren't staying at the hotel where I work always park in our parking lot but I never give them grief and this guy was going to give me a hard time?
|Pat standing on the bridge to the Hotel Blue parking lot - and here I thought he was the parking attendant!|
I pull my car into the far end of the parking lot. The man approaches my car. He puts out his hand and introduces himself. "Hi! Ron? I'm Pat." It's my visitor from Canada! He was waiting for me in the parking lot and I greet him with the Ron Scow. Hey, that was my Ready for Battle Face. We laughed about it later. But talk about making a first impression.
Well, I started this blog meaning to write about how with some people we "click" right away. That's what happened with me and Pat, we clicked right away.
After yesterday's blog about Pat, I wasn't going to write another one about him but what the hey. We met last week, hit it off immediately and spent a wonderful week together. I got a chance to frequent some of the local restaurants that I never go to because Bill doesn't like to go out and I don't have any friends who will go out with me (I know, poor me but it's the truth). Also, I've always wanted to take that tall ship ride and I finally had someone to do it with, two friends Pat and The Cajun. Plus, I loved being the tour guide for a week. Maybe I missed my calling. Wore me out though.
|Pat my dining companion at La Quezalteca in Millsboro, Delaware|
You know what is strange? I moved to this gay enclave of Delaware thinking I'm going to make a ton of gay friends and it just hasn't happened except for Wayne and......well I guess no one else. I know some gay people who are nice but not really what you could call friends who you go out with and share stories with and laugh together. Who would have ever have thought it would take this delightful man from Toronto Canada who would be my buddy. We just clicked. And isn't that nice? You just never know.