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Wednesday, November 26th, 2008
Some of you (being the crispiest bits of societal upper crusts) are probably looking for a weekend away from everything and everyone. Cruises, private islands and losing the rest of your Boy Scout troop do the trick but (with your 401Ks resembling your depleted soul) you’re likely looking cheaper and most of you aren’t in the Scouts. Look no further than a late-November weekend in the St. Croix Valley.
Why would I voluntarily go to Taylors Falls for anything, much less a weekend in the cold before there’s snow, you ask? You’re not paying attention. That very question puts it on the must-visit list for anyone looking to avoid anyone.
I was just there with four others this past weekend. It’s a ghost town. We were the only ones in two different bars and had Guitar Hero to ourselves at a third on Friday night. Saturday, we were the only ones in the campground (for good reason) and in the Red Brick Grill (for dinner) for the first half hour.
There’s no riffraff, no differently-minded conversation and no conjestion. The service is great and the pace is lax. If you have appropriate gear (which, sadly and uncomfortably, I did not), relaxation abounds. It’s easy living on a pinched wallet.
Also, two servers mentioned Dalles House as the shiz, with live music, a chill scene and general entertainment. Obviously, you should avoid it like a Smallpox blanket. I can only imagine local drunks, high-energy and fun had by all.
All those defeat the purpose of hiding from stock holders, fleeing an assault charge or never going back to that hospital with all the pills, ever, because the voices hate the pills. Which is the only real reason for holing up in such a place.
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