Back. Again.
I returned yesterday from my trip to Southern Cal. Overall I think the trip went well, and is probably the first trip in a long time (possibly ever) where my sister has not thrown a beverage at the driver while on a freeway or threatened bodily harm to my person in some way. She has changed a lot since we were little. She will be graduating from UCD next summer, which will most likely be followed by her getting married, which seems very unreal to think about. I told her the other day jokingly, "You can't get married! You're, like, 4! And I'm 2!" In my mind I suppose I will always see myself first and foremost as my inner self, and not as my age or developmental stage or profession. And as the people who are closest to me I feel much the same way. I will always see my sister as just that- my sister- and only secondarily as a grown adult. She isn't formally engaged, but I wouldn't be surprised if it came to be so in the next few weeks.
But anyway, back to my trip. We went to Disneyland/California Adventures, and just tried to enjoy it as best I could. I do like some of the rides, and the shows are pretty good, but for the cost of entry and food and other money-sucking activities, I just don't think I'd be willing to spend my own money on something like that.
Geocaching ran abounds. Hours of sitting in the car, waiting while my parents dig around in the bushes; it sort of takes the "family" out of "family vacation". My mom even made us do a "virtual" together without telling my sister and me it was a geocache. It was a show at Disneyland called "Billy Hill and the Hillbillies", a musical concert of bluegrass-style music. It was good music and the musicians put on a good show, but I can't help but scorn it as it was an act of deception on my mother's part.
Sequoia National Park was good, but I would have liked to go on a real hike, rather than just the completely flat, paved, 1.0 mile trails which my mother is most comfortable with. I enjoyed being in the forest, and there appeared to be more European tourists than american ones, judging by the overwhelming prevalence of germans, french, and men wearing speedos at the Holiday Inn swimming pool and super short shorts everywhere else. God Bless them, America is long overdue for a fashion revolution.
But anyway, back to my trip. We went to Disneyland/California Adventures, and just tried to enjoy it as best I could. I do like some of the rides, and the shows are pretty good, but for the cost of entry and food and other money-sucking activities, I just don't think I'd be willing to spend my own money on something like that.
Geocaching ran abounds. Hours of sitting in the car, waiting while my parents dig around in the bushes; it sort of takes the "family" out of "family vacation". My mom even made us do a "virtual" together without telling my sister and me it was a geocache. It was a show at Disneyland called "Billy Hill and the Hillbillies", a musical concert of bluegrass-style music. It was good music and the musicians put on a good show, but I can't help but scorn it as it was an act of deception on my mother's part.
Sequoia National Park was good, but I would have liked to go on a real hike, rather than just the completely flat, paved, 1.0 mile trails which my mother is most comfortable with. I enjoyed being in the forest, and there appeared to be more European tourists than american ones, judging by the overwhelming prevalence of germans, french, and men wearing speedos at the Holiday Inn swimming pool and super short shorts everywhere else. God Bless them, America is long overdue for a fashion revolution.