We finally went to one of those Mystery Dinners, the kind where actors intermingle with diners and eventually somebody gets shot by a gun loaded with blanks. It was really cool, and I'd love to do it again. Unfortunately, I did not solve the mystery, but this is not to reflect negatively on my powers of logic and deduction. Instead, let me just say that although the mystery made sense once the solution was revealed, it was constructed in such a way that it was damn near impossible to solve with making several far fetched assumptions first. Nonetheless, it was a great time.
The weekend, which was spent at the resort that hosted this dinner show, was full of several mysteries. The most memorable mystery may be the Case of the Stinky Water, which I've kind of solved, but not really. The water from the faucet in our hotel room smelled so rank and rotten that I gagged from just turning on the water and breathing normally while sixteen inches away from the tap. At first I didn't realize that it was the water itself that smelled so badly, and I made the ever crucial mistake of beginning to brush my teeth without continuing a proper investigation. I just about threw up in my mouth from the taste of what I can only describe as bad eggs and the arm pit sweat of an athletic bum. The solution, I suppose, to the mystery is that it's just really bad well water. But the larger part of they mystery is why an expensive resort would not DO SOMETHING about what is potentially a deal breaker. Chris and I could not even stomach the idea of showering in such awful water the next morning. So, instead, we got out of bed, wiped off our faces with dry towels, brushed our teeth with a bit of bottled water, and went downstairs to a fancy brunch whilst reeking a bit like winos from all of our drinking the night before. We are one classy couple, we are.
Overall, aside from the obstacles to cleanliness, the weekend was pretty great. Good mystery dinner, drinking and dancing afterwards at one of the bars in the resort, and even a dip in the pool. Strangely enough, the pool water smelled just fine. Yes, very mysterious indeed.
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I participated (although that might not be just the right word) in a mystery event that my brother-in-law signed us up for - on the Metra. I could tell who had done this before - they dressed up (flapper attire, zoot suits, etc.) and asked probing questions from the second they got there. I felt very claustrophobic - the Metra cars are crowded enough without people running back and forth all the time. Needless to say, I didn't even come close - I only questioned a few people (who immediately dismissed me since I seemed like such a newbie), and the food was rather mediocre. Should have gone to yours - but I would not have thought to bring my own water supply...
- Greg
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