Do you ever have deja vu? I don't think so, but I could check with the kitchen...

Saturday morning Flopsy and I woke up bright and early to pick up Brian and Paul and head out on a ROAD TRIP (yes Scott, it IS a road trip even if we only drive an hour away) to Woodstock, IL. "Why Woodstock?" you may ask. Well, Woodstock, my friends, was the filming site of a little movie we like to call Groundhog Day. Despite the fact that the movie is fifteen years old and despite the fact that it's Thanksgiving Weekend, I can see no better place to go then to see all the places the movie was filmed!

In case you've never seen it, here's the trailer:

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So I picked up Brian and Paul and off we went to Woodstock, IL/Punxsutawney, PA. The difference between the town in real life and the town in the movie is that in real life everything is so close together! The houses they used were almost next to each other and all the locations are almost right on the square. And the square seemed so much bigger in the movie!

It was kind of funny that even after fifteen years there are still plaques all around town showing what everything is from the movie.

Here's what we saw:

One of the first things we saw was the "Car Crash Scene" plaque. Apparently the car crash was there...even though (despite me just watching the movie the night before) I couldn't remember any car crashes happening.

Other sites we saw included the movie theater where in the movie, Phil goes to see a movie all dressed up oddly...

The alley where Phil finds the old man dead...

and the "Bill Murray Stepped Here" sign that commemorated the place where the infamous puddle was in the movie!

After touring around the town for movie memories we stopped for lunch at Woodstock Public House. It had nothing to do with the movie, but Paul said they had good food.

I got a meatloaf sandwich, Brian got a hamburger, Paul got fish tacos, and Flopsy ate some crumbs that I fed to him under the table.

At one point a strange old man stopped at our table and started singing "Hail to the Orange." He said though that he didn't go to U of I, but he had kids who went there.

While eating we came up with a great idea that what if we relived our trip to Woodstock over and over and over just like in the movie. We ended up talking about it so long that most of the day passed us by.

So we left the restaurant, avoided all looming dangers, and left the quaint little town. What a perfect day for us all!