Adventure Travel

Did I just walk into a casino or the cockpit of the Millennium Falcon?

The coffee cups were my first hint, but there were four ceramic or glass size offerings. Next were thirteen ‘puck’ flavor choices, but what do I do with the puck?

Perhaps I could ask someone from the queue forming behind me, but nobody wants to talk until they have their coffee and I was a road block.

I was saved by a cute young lady who recognized a geriatric foreigner in a slight panic.

Pick a flavor puck, raise the one armed bandit, put the puck in the slot, and give it a pull. Then there were more choices: single, double, and with milk.

I’d chosen the largest cup so it would, hopefully, not overflow and the golden brown liquid trickled down.

The crowd rumbled as I waited for my cash. As they moved closer, I said,

“Punch it, Chewie.”