Today was very interesting. We hit the shops on the spit for quite a while, buying souveniers and gifts. After that, we hit a shower and then went to the Salty Dog on the spit for a drink. This proved to be an eventful time.
The Salty Dog is THE place to go on the spit for tourists, but apparently some local fishermen hang out there too. The entire place is covered in dollar bills with interesting sayings or names on them. There are so many dollars covering everything that it is almost imposing and forces a bit of claustrophobia to set in.
Anyway, we wandered into the room with the pool table, mostly I think to get away from the huge crowd in the main room, and happened upon a few guys playing a friendly game of pool. As soon as I stepped into the room, a really drunk guy (so drunk I was surprised he was still standing) came to me and said he was going to kick the other guy's ass (in pool). I basically told him to go for it. Anyway, the other guy started talking to us as well. His name was Matt, and after talking to us for a bit, he asked if we'd like to tour a couple of fishing boats with a small group of people, and if we'd like to go halibut fishing with him the next day. We ended up agreeing to this.
Touring the boats was rather amazing. They were rather large fishing boats called the Seaside Valley and the Grizzly. They were pretty in a fishing boat sort of way. Anyway, we got to sit in the captain's chairs and to see how all the fishing works when out at sea. It was pretty cool.
We ended up going to Duggen's after that and throwing some darts with Matt, who then took us to his house after the bar closed to hide from a drunk guy who'd been trying to get us to kiss him repeatedly. It was an interesting night, and we ended up crashing at his house until morning. Oh, and there were a great many dead animals in his house, mostly furs in every form you can imagine... I am not very keen on furs at all, so that part didn't sit well with me, or with Jess I believe.
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