Where Everybody Knows Your Name

Jason’s parents found The Ocelot, next to our hotel. The restaurant/bar had just opened a few weeks ago and owner Shaun, from Wales welcomed us immediately. The proximity, food and familiar faces kept us coming back each day or evening for a drink or meal.

This town is small enough that it doesn’t take long to start recognizing people on the street and everyone is keen onĀ  becoming friends quickly. Now, like Norm on Cheers, when Bode walks into The Ocelot, people all say “Bode!”

On one visit, Shaun attempted to show Bode how to play backgammon. Every table had either a backgammon or checkers board painted on it. Bode is getting quite impressive at checkers, but taunts his opponents a bit too much.

The grandparents were sad that they missed Bode’s 5th birthday, so they planned a surprise party for him at the Ocelot. He’s got a shiny new bike and we can hardly keep him off it.

Jason and I had a night out without Bode, and guess where we spent the majority of it? And, when Jason’s parents left and we went out for dinner, Bode still begged to go back. Of course we had our regular places back home. But, it’s funny how after only a week in one city we can already have a spot where we are the regulars. Creatures of habit, I suppose.

A few nights there was live music, so we’d pop by to see what was going on. Bode was quite at home in this place and several times left our table to go speak with women at the bar. He finds the English speakers immediately, climbs up the bar stool and starts talking. We’re not sure what he says, but usually they laugh. Eventually, one of us has to go pull him away, but he’s really impressed his grandparents.

Where Everybody Knows Your Name

Jason’s parents found The Ocelot next to our hotel. The restaraunt/bar had just opened a few weeks ago and owner Shaun, from Wales welcomed us immediately. The proximity, food and familar faces kept us coming back each day or evening for a drink or meal.

The first day Shaun attemped to show Bode how to play backgammon. Every table had either a backgammon or checkers board painted on it. Bode is getting quite impressive at checkers, but taunts his opponents a bit too much.

A few nights there was live music, so we’d pop by to see what was going on. Bode was quite at home in this place and several times left our table to go speak with women at the bar. He finds the English speakers immediately, climbs up the bar stool and starts talking. We’re not sure what he says, but usually they laugh. Eventually, one of us has to go pull him away, but he’s really impressed his grandparents.

These grandparents were sad that they missed Bode’s 5th birthday, so they planned a surprise party for him at the Ocelot. What does every kid living in a van need? A bike!

Jason and I had a night out without Bode, and guess where we spent the majority of it? When Jason’s parents left this weekend and we went out for dinner, Bode begged to go back there. Of course we had our regular places back home, but it’s funny how just a week in one city can make you crave the familar.

5 thoughts on “Where Everybody Knows Your Name

  • June 29, 2010 at 9:30 PM
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    Great photo of the Rehm men!

  • June 30, 2010 at 10:27 AM
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    Sounds fun! We also like becoming regulars someplace – even going back a second or third time makes you recognizable as a repeat customer. Sitting at same table to get same wait staff also really works.

  • July 1, 2010 at 4:03 PM
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    thanks for the do pic! i’ll be sure to send you the pic of the dog in a bikini i took the other night = )

  • July 17, 2010 at 3:10 PM
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    Hi
    Well I enjoyed having you Guys in the bar. All the best on your travels and a big hug for Bode.
    All the best Shaun

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