Thursday morning in Monterey was great. After slipping undetected from the Navy base, we parked the R.V. on a side street and then rode our bikes into town. During the ride we saw seals on the beach, as well as sea lions. 
The main street, called Cannery Row, was a cornucopia of cigar shops, restaurants, clothing stores, and high priced cookie shops (we all wanted cookies and it cost Dad $10 for ½ dozen… fortunately they were good cookies). 
One restaurant in particular caught my attention, The Bubba Gump Shrimp House. For those of you that don’t know, Bubba was Tom Hank’s friend in Vietnam in the film Forrest Gump. Bubba owned a Louisiana shrimp business, but he was killed in the war. Eventually, once Forrest returns from the war, he starts the business back up and now the fictional restaurant is real.
Outside the Bubba Gump Shrimp House, there was a college student whose job it was to blow bubbles in order to attract customers to the restaurant. After watching him for a few minutes, I came up with a tongue twister title for him. I called him the The Bubba Gump Bubble Blowing Boy. Oh, the simple pleasures in life. By Mikey
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