Day 12 Geezer Bar

On Monday we took a ride along the coast toward Panama City. On the way through Laguna Beach we passed what looked like an interesting little bar on the beach called the Beach House Bar and Grill. On the way back we stopped and had a beer and by the looks of things a definite redneck bar, no refrigeration, just coolers with beer and ice. The bartender told us that on Tuesdays at three they have group of guys that get together that call themselves the Snowbird Band and it's always a lot of fun. So today we showed up at four o'clock to a packed bar of geezers. No one in the place, except the bartender was under 65. The Snowbird Band was a group of (8 to 12) geezers who randomly show up to play what must be considered country. They weren't particularly good or bad, but they had a blast as did everybody in the place. They played pretty well together and had a little trouble finishing a song all at the same time, but nobody cared. And when they took a break it took awhile to get them back together. I think some of them got lost and others got stuck in the bathroom. It was a lot of fun and it all stopped at six o'clock so they could still get to the Early Bird Specials.