We were at Tahoe many years ago in the summer. Went down to the beach and no one was there. Laid out our Mexican blanket, unpacked the cooler for a bottle of wine and plastic glasses. Then we carefully unwrapped the mushrooms and each took a couple small ones and a swig of red to hide the musty taste. We laid back and stared at the lake, satisfied we’d beat the crowds elsewhere for our shroom party for two. With earphones in on the Walkman we were talking loudly to each other and laughing at everything as the day heated up and the shrooms kicked in. In the offing we saw a good looking couple far away on the beach - they were moving towards our little patch of madness. We were laughing more loudly by now, at everything. To our chagrin, they parked themselves way too close. We tried to keep it down but were laughing and drinking our wine. We looked over at them and the guy was walking our way. He was a handsome hunk, and he was going to make contact. Momentarily the madness stopped. He stood above us, all I could see were massive thighs. He was gesturing with his hands. I tore out my earphones and realized it was Tom Selleck. Without his Hawaii five o shirt. He expected me to fawn I suppose but I’m from California. Can I borrow your wine opener? Paul and I looked at each other and burst out laughing. Sure, I managed. He took his bodacious bod back to his blanket, opened a bottle and brought it back. Since we knew keeping it under wraps was impossible, we soon packed up, gave him and his date a wave and looked for a quieter slice of sand.
That’s such a great story, thanks for sharing it, Jeanine. I can totally picture the scene and had to laugh along with you. What a wild and funny twist for your “quiet” Tahoe day.
When you least expect it. And why in the world do people sit close to someone else on the beach when there's a whole beach out there? The funniest thing at the time was looking up and seeing those massive thighs.
This is brilliant. Your “Pure Michigan” closer is going to live rent-free in my head for weeks.
It’s wild how travel moments work like that - you think the magic is going to be a celebrity meet-cute, but it ends up being about the dock, the forest road, the way tennis whites look against clay, or the shared laugh you didn’t see coming.
We have been slow traveling full-time for the past year, and the places that stay with me are not the bucket-list shots - they are the ones that sneak in sideways and never leave.
We were at Tahoe many years ago in the summer. Went down to the beach and no one was there. Laid out our Mexican blanket, unpacked the cooler for a bottle of wine and plastic glasses. Then we carefully unwrapped the mushrooms and each took a couple small ones and a swig of red to hide the musty taste. We laid back and stared at the lake, satisfied we’d beat the crowds elsewhere for our shroom party for two. With earphones in on the Walkman we were talking loudly to each other and laughing at everything as the day heated up and the shrooms kicked in. In the offing we saw a good looking couple far away on the beach - they were moving towards our little patch of madness. We were laughing more loudly by now, at everything. To our chagrin, they parked themselves way too close. We tried to keep it down but were laughing and drinking our wine. We looked over at them and the guy was walking our way. He was a handsome hunk, and he was going to make contact. Momentarily the madness stopped. He stood above us, all I could see were massive thighs. He was gesturing with his hands. I tore out my earphones and realized it was Tom Selleck. Without his Hawaii five o shirt. He expected me to fawn I suppose but I’m from California. Can I borrow your wine opener? Paul and I looked at each other and burst out laughing. Sure, I managed. He took his bodacious bod back to his blanket, opened a bottle and brought it back. Since we knew keeping it under wraps was impossible, we soon packed up, gave him and his date a wave and looked for a quieter slice of sand.
That’s such a great story, thanks for sharing it, Jeanine. I can totally picture the scene and had to laugh along with you. What a wild and funny twist for your “quiet” Tahoe day.
When you least expect it. And why in the world do people sit close to someone else on the beach when there's a whole beach out there? The funniest thing at the time was looking up and seeing those massive thighs.
Haha I guess with think thighs you can go anywhere you’d like.
Guess so! He was incredibly handsome back then. So weird seeing him while on shrooms.
This is brilliant. Your “Pure Michigan” closer is going to live rent-free in my head for weeks.
It’s wild how travel moments work like that - you think the magic is going to be a celebrity meet-cute, but it ends up being about the dock, the forest road, the way tennis whites look against clay, or the shared laugh you didn’t see coming.
We have been slow traveling full-time for the past year, and the places that stay with me are not the bucket-list shots - they are the ones that sneak in sideways and never leave.
Thank you. Yes, when things go sideways, the stories get even better.