Corn Daze III
It's a bird, it's a plane, it's CD3!
We're locked in for Friday, Saturday, and Sunday June 6-8, 2014 in Peoria, IL. Once again, we'll be staying at the Embassy Suites in East Peoria. The highlighted name of the hotel is a link-- just click on it, and you'll go to the website to make reservations. You'll want 2 nights: Friday, June 6, and Saturday, June 7. I'd recommend holding a room now, as East Peoria is the Mecca of softball leagues-- every travelling team in the midwest plays here during the summer. You don't want to end up at another hotel and miss all the fun.
We'll meet at the hotel at check-in time (about 4:00 PM) on Friday. If you get into town earlier, my place is about 15 minutes away, and I've got a full shop, car-wash stuff, and will have beer/soda in the fridge. We'll gawk at one another's pride-and-joy, and head out to dinner Friday night-- someplace tasty, fun, and casual. Leave your spats and cummerbunds at home-- "fun and casual" is the theme of the weekend.
Saturday AM is breakfast at the hotel. We'll meet up in the parking lot at about 8:30 or so to "get your motor runnin', head out on the highway, lookin' for adventure", etc. We'll spend a bit of time gawking at one another's rides, because that never gets old (especially for our wives). Once everybody is all warmed up (and pottied, etc.), we'll ride till the road ends: Bob's world in the AM, lunch at Burger Barge (or someplace very much like it), and probably more of Bob's world in the PM. There'll be tight technical sports car driving, long sweeping runs from point to point, and lots of stops along the way... but eventually, we'll end up in T-town, USA for the 49th annual Tremont Turkey Festival ("summer starts with us"). We'll eat turkey sandwiches, strawberry shortcake, maybe catch a musical act at the main-stage, then retire to the People's Republic for "2nd dessert" and fun and merriment. A quick 15 minute blast back to the hotel, and you should be tucked in for the night.
Sunday is up to you-- you can head out for your home port of call, or if you want to hang out for a bit, there's plenty of stuff to do. I'd say the party will break up no later than noon-ish. We'll hold hands and hum kumbaya, shake hands in a manly way, resolve to do this again sometime, and head off to our respective corners of the world. There will be wailing and gnashing of the teeth.
What say you, men? Who's with me?
