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So I'm in the car with my parents, on the way back from Christmas.
We had just gotten back on the highway after a stop at a very slow Jack-in-the-Box in Olympia, and I had just turned on my ipod and just gotten back into my thought groove. I could hardly hear my dad when he asked, "Have you been to Cabela's?"
I said, "What is it?"
Immediately, he swerves into the next offramp (Yelm!) and I'm like, "WTF?" Apparently, we were going to Cabela's. He said, "it's a tourist thing. They have lots of interesting things."
I'm kind of grumpy, but whatever, it's not like we're in a hurry. We end up driving through a labyrinth of roundabouts in empty fields and forests which are destined to become shopping centers. Finally, we reach an enormous parking lot jammed with cars. This, is Cabela's. It says, "World's Finest Outdoor Outfitters," in it's Eddie Bauer font.
I say, "so it's like REI."
Dad: "... Sort of."
We go in, and I'm thinking, "why the hell is REI worthy of tourists?"
Inside, there is a huge fake mountain covered in dead animals. All over the walls, more dead animals. Everyone is wearing camo.
Upstairs, in front of the Gun Library, is a table where people are lining up to get special $25 memberships in the NRA. There's an elephant. A dead one. And a dead leopard and dead baboon fighting over an African Wood Pigeon that is not only really dead, but modeled to look dead.
And that's Cabela's.
>In other news, I'm in a coffee house sitting next to a family with very strong accents. (They're talking about visiting Gibralter again.) I'm thinking they're from Liverpool, but I can't quite tell. Is there some website with recordings of people all over England, so us dumb Americans can identify the different accents?
We had just gotten back on the highway after a stop at a very slow Jack-in-the-Box in Olympia, and I had just turned on my ipod and just gotten back into my thought groove. I could hardly hear my dad when he asked, "Have you been to Cabela's?"
I said, "What is it?"
Immediately, he swerves into the next offramp (Yelm!) and I'm like, "WTF?" Apparently, we were going to Cabela's. He said, "it's a tourist thing. They have lots of interesting things."
I'm kind of grumpy, but whatever, it's not like we're in a hurry. We end up driving through a labyrinth of roundabouts in empty fields and forests which are destined to become shopping centers. Finally, we reach an enormous parking lot jammed with cars. This, is Cabela's. It says, "World's Finest Outdoor Outfitters," in it's Eddie Bauer font.
I say, "so it's like REI."
Dad: "... Sort of."
We go in, and I'm thinking, "why the hell is REI worthy of tourists?"
Inside, there is a huge fake mountain covered in dead animals. All over the walls, more dead animals. Everyone is wearing camo.
Upstairs, in front of the Gun Library, is a table where people are lining up to get special $25 memberships in the NRA. There's an elephant. A dead one. And a dead leopard and dead baboon fighting over an African Wood Pigeon that is not only really dead, but modeled to look dead.
And that's Cabela's.
>In other news, I'm in a coffee house sitting next to a family with very strong accents. (They're talking about visiting Gibralter again.) I'm thinking they're from Liverpool, but I can't quite tell. Is there some website with recordings of people all over England, so us dumb Americans can identify the different accents?
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Date: 2008-12-29 12:51 am (UTC)And yes, that is Cabela's. Grin.
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Date: 2008-12-29 01:01 am (UTC)Your parents sound like my parents. My father has spoken of Cabela's, too.
huge fake mountain covered in dead animals.
Good to know. Now I will never have to go. Thanks for the warning!
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Date: 2008-12-29 05:36 pm (UTC)I was highly amused to listen to my band-mate, who is soft spoken, over 55, and president of the community college, exclaiming that the only thing you couldn't find in camo in Cabella's was a condom.
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Date: 2009-02-02 03:14 am (UTC)Disneyland for Hunters...
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