It was our last day of the Lake Tahoe leg of our vacation and I was hungry.
Okay, I’m always hungry.
It was a brisk eleven degrees outside as we hoped in the jeep and made the snowy cold drive to the closest restaurant.
Before we hit the road back to Mammoth Lakes we decided to get a quick breakfast at Carrows.
Okay, really all I was interested in was a plate of hash browns to dip in mustard, is that to much to ask?
Nathan wanted to sit at the bar, so we did that.
You know what they say about don’t talk to strangers?
Yeah, they are not just talking to kids.
Take my advice, do not talk to strangers, I mean unless you want them to completely monopolize the entire breakfast conversation you hoped to have with your breakfast buddy.
As we took our seats at the breakfast bar and removed layer after layer of winter clothing the nice old man sitting next to us offered us his newspaper. Than I got nosy and noticed his other paper was a racing form.
Horse racing, yea! One more reason to love Tahoe!
So I asked him where I could get a racing form myself.
And than he talked to us for an hour…. None stop.
Seriously, do not talk to strangers unless you want them to talk to you for an hour none stop, barely even stopping to let you order your hash brown breakfast from the waitress.
Okay most of the conversation was very interesting. This random dude we met at Carrows used to train horses at Golden Gate Fields twenty years ago and had a ton of gossip about the horse racing celebrities that are famous to me. This conversation made me realize something.
When I retire some day, I should totally end up in Tahoe. There are snowy mountains that I love, and I could get a racing form every day and watch horse racing in casinos every day.
I could be that old lady sitting on a bar stool in Carrows, eating hash browns and mustard and talking to the young ‘uns ears off about past horse racing champions Zenyatta and Frankel. (And that one time I was really drunk and hugged trainer Doug O Neil)
It was actually quite a interesting talk and I was laughed at a ton after we left, for making friends with senior citizens at Carrows.
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I love those random and unexpected conversations!
I always wind up in conversations with strangers. I don’t know what it is, but people I don’t know just love to tell me their life stories.
He sounds like an interesting fella!
Tahoe is awesome! I like talking to people from such different backgrounds.
At least you had something in common to talk about. It beats being desperate to hold up your end in a conversation that is about stuff you know nothing about. Or trying to end a conversation about stuff you know nothing about.
hmmm so should you talk to strangers??
I usually blame myself when this happens to me, like, argh! Why did I engage??? But at least the guy had some interesting stories to tell.
See, this is actually why I talk to strangers some times. It can be crazy and unpredictable. Sometimes you wish you’d never engaged. But it’s rarely boring.
I am with larks here. This is why I also love talking to strangers. All the same, you are funny.
Your breakfast plans weren’t as you planned, but it sounds like a nice breakfast nonetheless!
This is why I don’t talk to strangers. The few times I have, the conversations have been far less entertaining than what you’ve described. And there’s really no polite way to say, “Could you please stop talking now?”
I probably miss out on all of these types of conversations because I’m such an introvert.
I love talking to strangers. You just never know who you’re going to meet. 🙂 Hopefully, Brad Pitt. Bahaha!
I’m really not a fan of the general public, so I try not to talk to strangers. However, I’m a magnet for them and they always talk to me!