Bring that Bottle over here....

Food.

Food.

Food.

Oh my god. I have had so much food I doubt I can do it any more.

Today, we got up; well, himself got up and got me a coffee and a cinnamon roll from breakfast bar because I was comatose. Boy and Gal wanted to go to the Designer Outlet.... and were impatient for us to move. They left, and by the time we had got over there (it's a two minute walk, 30 second car ride), they had decided more breakfast was in order.

So we walked the three miles round the Designer Outlet and then headed back to the super-roasting car, fired up the air con, and headed for Raleigh - and another Shopping Mall.

When the Yanks do shopping malls they do shopping malls!. OH MY GOD.

In the Food court, you don't actually have to buy anything, you just walk up and down the length of the food court, and they hand you out samples, and more samples, and more samples. By the time we had sat down with a drink, between us we had demolished two cows and five chickens.

Then the horror started. Toolibelle is bad enough in a shop. Toolibelle and Gal in the same shop. Jeesus H Christ. I thought we were never going to get out of there. Clothes, clothes, clothes, shoes, clothes, VICTORIA's SECRET. I mean how difficult is it to choose coloured bra and pants. I find M&S do lovely black or white... simples.

Then Joy... we met Tim and Ashley; they both Graduated last year, but had maintained their friendship with Boy and Gal. Tim and Ashley are getting married, Gal is Best Maid, and Boy is gonna be a best man? I don't think that is the right name.

To my complete and utter happiness, they were both EXACTLY as I read them on line. Tim is tall, and cool, and laid back and UBER tall, and very funny and a great foil for Boy's awful humour. Ashley is a Southern Belle. For Sure Ma'am.

We sat for ages over a coffee / frapps, and then tried to work our way back to the car.... between loosing each other in toilets, shops / floors / directions. I found the car first!! yay!! And I chilled it down for everyone... Air con is the BEST invention ever.

Once we got back to the hotel, we rested by laying on the beds and going "ooooh" "ooooh" "oooh" and drinking and eating chips until it was time to go out and EAT again.

We went to Texas Steakhouse. This is Miriam, our server, who would be delighted to serve us tonight... she just loved our accents, and laughed like a drain when we spoke in our "Southern" accents so that she could understand us.

I have ate so much red meat this week, I may actually have horns by the time I come home.

Exhausted... but surrounded by laughter and love.