Put-In-Bay: Adult Disneyland

 Thursday night in Toledo was spent rehearsing with the quartet that we were joining for the Michigan house party.
After that was over, Aaron and I went to Arnie's for some relaxation. I had never been to an Arnie's before but Aaron guaranteed a good time. In the words of a guy we would later meet, "Arnie's is a one of a kind experience, but has two locations." (Don't worry, that's not the last quote that guy gave us) Aaron and I played electronic cornhole or as this machine shamefully calls it "bags." 4 games later, we would much rather duel on a real board.

Throughout our evening, we met some fun characters, all of which were going to Put-In-Bay on Friday. Wait?! You too?! See you there! We met a really nice guy who offered to let us crash in his suite on the island. We knew that it was a party place so we figured we may have to think about staying for the night but we didn't seriously consider his offer. Well, I got his number. So maybe I was? His name was Joe. And then some rich Toledo kids bought us all 3 rounds for being nice to them. Rich kids need friends too.

 We were warned that it takes forever to get on the ferry, which then takes an hour to get to the island. To make sure we got to the venue by 4, we departed at 10:30 am. On the way to the ferry, we saw a kid standing at the intersection to pull into a Walmart. He was wearing a sign on both sides of his body that read, "I shamed my family, I stole from Walmart." Believe me, I tried to get a picture but we were too busy enjoying the scene. Aaron and I agreed that it was a fitting punishment and that it would probably scare any other person in the area out of trying to steal from Walmart as well. As we got closer to the dock, I started noticing that the parked cars in fields had these weird black spots all over them. And then saw that buildings had them too. And then EVERYTHING had these black spots! When I let out a "What the..." type statement, Aaron then educated me about Mayflies. I had never heard of mayflies before this moment and honestly didn't want to believe that an ungodly amount of flying insects were inhabiting the area, even if for a short amount of time. I don't have any pictures of them because they were disgusting. It was then joked about that since it is June, they are now Junebugs to us.

After a fairly short wait, we drove the car onto my first ferry and traveled across the lake. It's probably been 7 years since I've been on a boat and I remembered how much I don't like it. Oh, and when we bought our tickets for the ferry, they let us know that there is no guarantee that cars will get back if they aren't in line by 6 pm. Wait, we play till 7 pm! Time to call Joe! This photo is the view from the passenger seat. I know I could have gotten out but I liked the idea of sitting for the duration of this fun house ride. After about 30 minutes we were at Put-In-Bay! We were happy to experience a shorter ride than an hour but we were now about 2 hours early to our gig...on a party island...with cash... Do you feel bad for us yet?

 Once we were off the ferry, it was a quick 2 mile drive to party central. The only thing stopping us was the crazy amount of people driving golf carts in the middle of the road. I see both sides of the argument, really I do. One side thinks, I'm going to be like that one song "Get there fast and then take it slow" and drive 10 miles an hour from one side of the island to the other while enjoying the scenery and my friends. And the other 90% of people there think, if I go 50mph I can get there in 2 minutes. We pulled a nice mixture of both.

We had lunch here.

And looked out that window.

And ate this. Seared Mahi Nachos. 

We liked the looks of this place.

We sat there for 2 seconds.

Don't mind if I do.

Pirate ship bar. 

View from the pirate ship bar.

 After giving ourselves a tour of the island, we headed back to Frosty's to set up our gear and play for 3 hours. We had an absolute blast and met some fun people. We even asked if we could keep playing because we didn't want to leave. Unfortunately the night entertainment was coming to take over. When we were finalizing the transaction with the manager he asked us to come back next week. As much as Aaron and I both thought, we can cancel everything and stay here, right? We knew we had to decline and head back to reality. The manager closed with "call us next summer and we will book you guys for a week" to which I let out a small sexual moan that turned into "Yes! Will do!"


Before completely committing to crashing at Joe's luxurious suite that would have cost us little to nothing, we checked the ferry to see if we could get on. Turns out no one leaves the island on Friday night and we were one of two cars. I can imagine the warning is more about Sunday night when everyone is done partying for the weekend.

Bye PIB, I will miss you.

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