This was not a good day. By now, both boys were sick, and we could tell we were getting it, too. Still, the hubby and I managed to be up plenty early, and made ourselves busy with the packing, as we were headed to Yosemite. The boys, surprisingly, slept in.
We checked out and were on our way. This was the part of the trip I had most looked forward to, but now, all I wanted was a plane ticket home.
The traffic was terrible, almost a standstill in places. Unlike the quirky, Southern California surfer vibe of Long Beach, the drive north through the L.A. area was gross. Abandoned and rundown buildings, graffiti, and garbage. Everywhere, garbage. Does anybody there care that nobody seems to care?
None of us were looking forward to more hours in the van. Our oldest was bored and sad that all his friends were already almost an hour further down the road. It was insanely hot outside. And still, the road stretched on.
The road narrowed and was one curve followed by another. I'm sure it was pretty, but I couldn't tell. I had to focus directly ahead of us. Motion sickness, again.
Finally Yosemite and the giant sequoias. I had so been looking forward to some sequoias. Even they didn't help. We took some pictures to enjoy later and moved on. It was time to end the day relaxing at a beautiful, historic inn.
That didn't turn out as planned either, but that's a story for another post.
"I used to dream about escaping my ordinary like, but my life was never ordinary. I had simply failed to notice how extraordinary it was." Ransom Riggs
04 October 2011
03 October 2011
Fish, Fish and More Fish
I cannot believe that we have been back from our trip for a week now. I stopped writing about it because I was getting a cold by this time and was pretty worn out. That, and the hotel's internet was down.
We met up with my brother, his wife, and their two adorable kids at the Aquarium of the Pacific in Long Beach. It was a really neat place. Our son especially enjoyed all the little touch pools they have throughout. Anenomes, rays, jellyfish, he "petted" them all, over and over again. I could hardly bear to watch, let alone touch one myself! The boy soaked it all in. He wants to be a scuba diver, so it really was a great place to take him. I just wish we hadn't gone on homeschool day.
After we left, we drove down the road a piece until we found a beach. It was easy enough to find one, but we got separated from my brother's family on the way. Busy street, no brother, and my phone was in the back of the van, ringing. Oops!
The beach was WAY cool! Californians sure know how to do beaches. Shells were found, sand was dug, pictures taken and feet waded out into the Pacific. My boy has now been to both oceans. Unfortunately, we had very little time at the beach, as we promised the kiddo he could swim at the pool. Next trip, we are spending more time, hours, at the beach.
Off to the hotel during rush hour. What do we do? Miss our exit! Did I mention rush hour? Craziness! The husband is good, though, and got us back where we needed to be.
Ended with some Bubba Gump's to go. It was yummy. I just wish we could have had the extra time with my brother's family.
From the Anaheim portion of the trip, we learned that we needed more time there. We were definitely rushed the whole stay. Even our visit with my brother was rushed. As much as we all enjoyed the aquarium, our time may have been better spent relaxing at the beach.
We met up with my brother, his wife, and their two adorable kids at the Aquarium of the Pacific in Long Beach. It was a really neat place. Our son especially enjoyed all the little touch pools they have throughout. Anenomes, rays, jellyfish, he "petted" them all, over and over again. I could hardly bear to watch, let alone touch one myself! The boy soaked it all in. He wants to be a scuba diver, so it really was a great place to take him. I just wish we hadn't gone on homeschool day.
After we left, we drove down the road a piece until we found a beach. It was easy enough to find one, but we got separated from my brother's family on the way. Busy street, no brother, and my phone was in the back of the van, ringing. Oops!
The beach was WAY cool! Californians sure know how to do beaches. Shells were found, sand was dug, pictures taken and feet waded out into the Pacific. My boy has now been to both oceans. Unfortunately, we had very little time at the beach, as we promised the kiddo he could swim at the pool. Next trip, we are spending more time, hours, at the beach.
Off to the hotel during rush hour. What do we do? Miss our exit! Did I mention rush hour? Craziness! The husband is good, though, and got us back where we needed to be.
Ended with some Bubba Gump's to go. It was yummy. I just wish we could have had the extra time with my brother's family.
From the Anaheim portion of the trip, we learned that we needed more time there. We were definitely rushed the whole stay. Even our visit with my brother was rushed. As much as we all enjoyed the aquarium, our time may have been better spent relaxing at the beach.
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