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Another update from the Camps...
Last night, Marc found a fabulous Italian restaurant called Papa Bear's here in Canton. I think the owners are actual Italians (as far as we could tell based on our ignorant, southern stereotyped ideas of what a "real" Italian would look like); regardless, the pasta and salads were divine. Joel is so tempted to ask for sweet tea just to see what the puzzled looks on their faces would reveal, but he settled for Mountain Dew. Jordan was most impressed by the signed jersey from Pete Rose hanging in the lobby.
There was a HUGE wedding party in our hotel last night/this morning, so we were entertained by all the finely dressed women, men, and kids running back and forth last night in their wedding day mayhem, as well as by the tired conversations we heard at breakfast this morning. I was a little aggravated, however, when the groups at breakfast sat and talked leisurely while the Camps tried to find a seat while balancing waffles, eggs, and cereal in our search for a table.
Oh yeah, we barely made it back to the hotel last night before a massive storm hit the area. The wind blew so fiercely, we started to wonder if we should be looking out for funnel clouds. The TV shut off a couple of times in our hotel room during the storm, but other than that little bit of excitement, we fell early into bed from our exhaustion from the travel.
This morning, we headed out the the Pro Football Hall of Fame. We made our photo in front of the sign with our Gaffney Ledger, so watch for our day in the paper. The museum was great, even if it lacked some of the mystique and magic of Cooperstown. The theatre showing a film called "The Road to the Superbowl" startled us a little as it started to move. Our seats actually twirled around to face a huge screen to watch the highlights of the Saints and Colts from last winter. Not surprising, though, was the lack of Panthers memorabilia; I guess when we actually have a Hall of Famer, we will have more than a cursory mention in the place. I took a million photos of the boys in front of jerseys from Peyton Manning, Brett Favre, Mean Joe Green, Joe Namath, etc. They also had an amazing hologram of last year's Super Bowl Ring - along with a case of jewels I loved, filled with a Super Bowl ring from the very first Super Bowl and all the rest.
We left the store with pennants, t-shirts, pins, and a souvenir photo taken with a Hall of Fame green screen. Most excellent photo, though. After an evening of swimming, we are making plans for tomorrow. Heading maybe to an Amish farm and an Akron minor league game. We'll see. Who knows? If something better crosses our paths, we are there!
Another update from the Camps...
Last night, Marc found a fabulous Italian restaurant called Papa Bear's here in Canton. I think the owners are actual Italians (as far as we could tell based on our ignorant, southern stereotyped ideas of what a "real" Italian would look like); regardless, the pasta and salads were divine. Joel is so tempted to ask for sweet tea just to see what the puzzled looks on their faces would reveal, but he settled for Mountain Dew. Jordan was most impressed by the signed jersey from Pete Rose hanging in the lobby.
There was a HUGE wedding party in our hotel last night/this morning, so we were entertained by all the finely dressed women, men, and kids running back and forth last night in their wedding day mayhem, as well as by the tired conversations we heard at breakfast this morning. I was a little aggravated, however, when the groups at breakfast sat and talked leisurely while the Camps tried to find a seat while balancing waffles, eggs, and cereal in our search for a table.
Oh yeah, we barely made it back to the hotel last night before a massive storm hit the area. The wind blew so fiercely, we started to wonder if we should be looking out for funnel clouds. The TV shut off a couple of times in our hotel room during the storm, but other than that little bit of excitement, we fell early into bed from our exhaustion from the travel.
This morning, we headed out the the Pro Football Hall of Fame. We made our photo in front of the sign with our Gaffney Ledger, so watch for our day in the paper. The museum was great, even if it lacked some of the mystique and magic of Cooperstown. The theatre showing a film called "The Road to the Superbowl" startled us a little as it started to move. Our seats actually twirled around to face a huge screen to watch the highlights of the Saints and Colts from last winter. Not surprising, though, was the lack of Panthers memorabilia; I guess when we actually have a Hall of Famer, we will have more than a cursory mention in the place. I took a million photos of the boys in front of jerseys from Peyton Manning, Brett Favre, Mean Joe Green, Joe Namath, etc. They also had an amazing hologram of last year's Super Bowl Ring - along with a case of jewels I loved, filled with a Super Bowl ring from the very first Super Bowl and all the rest.
We left the store with pennants, t-shirts, pins, and a souvenir photo taken with a Hall of Fame green screen. Most excellent photo, though. After an evening of swimming, we are making plans for tomorrow. Heading maybe to an Amish farm and an Akron minor league game. We'll see. Who knows? If something better crosses our paths, we are there!
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