Was at Mom’s house the other day and went back to the office. The first thing I saw was Dad’s white hat. He wore that hat on all of our international trips. It was always easy to find him when we were out in a group.
When I was a kid we went to Canada. It was really beautiful.
That’s me, in the middle.
It was a pretty wild place.
I remember this river. I remember it rushed by so quickly. I remember Dad telling me that if I stepped into the river and got pulled away by the current, he wouldn’t come in after me. What I heard was that he would come in after me, but he probably wouldn’t be able to save me and might die himself.
So I heeded the voice of caution and didn’t go too close. And my memories of Canada are beautiful.
Saw the backwards plane at about 2:00 pm this Sunday. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen it. It may not be exactly this one, but it sure looks like it. This one has the propellor in the back. That’s something I couldn’t see from the ground. I always get a thrill seeing it fly over.
Four or five times now I’ve seen this guy on a unicycle while on the way to my mom’s house. Around 5:40 pm each time. He wears a helmet, a polo shirt and khakis, like he’s on his way to or from work. On a unicycle.
The world is a very interesting place.
We really had a good time in Death Valley. It wasn’t at all what I expected, what with the rain. I just never thought about what Death Valley would be like in the winter. Instead of dry and barren, it was damp and barren.
One other thing I didn’t expect out of it was a restaurant with a dress code. I guess it was meant for the elite people who actually know that it’s there. People who can’t be troubled with the riff raff that hang out at the cafe and saloon down the road a couple of hundred yards. At least the guy at the front desk was kind enough to tell us about the dress code, so we didn’t wander in in shorts and flipflops. Sheesh.
Our waiter was so in love with his own voice. He came into the room humming, broke out in song and was seldom actually silent. He really did have a great voice and seemed determined to make the most of it. The hotel was pretty neat; probably built in the forties or fifties and with as much of the old place left as it practical to keep. The place was appointed very nicely, even though the rooms were small by modern standards. It’s the best in town, even if there’s only one other. I noticed that the metal-framed doors to the patio looked to be original to the hotel and still working nicely. There’s a longish tunnel from the parking lot to the elevator, which I twas pretty cool. It’s actually long enough to have an echo. The hotel staff were all very friendly. The busboy had the answers to a couple of questions we had about the area. I guess I would recommend this hotel no matter where it was. I’ve been to a wide variety of hotels in a wide variety of areas.
It was very pretty. There were people at every stopping point. I can see why it is a popular time of year to visit there. The weather was pleasant. Although it was raining, it wasn’t raining hard enough to keep us in our cars.
These signs are posted all over the valley. Kind of weird to think I’ve never been as far under water as I would be now, not even when I was scuba diving.
Wanted to take this rock home. As it’s about a foot taller than my almost six foot husband, that didn’t happen.
Going with my sister and her husband to Death Valley this weekend. I think I’ve been before, but I don’t remember. We drove through a lot of stuff one the way across country to Michigan when I was a kid. I’m pretty sure I remember my Dad saying that we did, I just don’t remember doing it.
I’m looking forward to having something to take pictures of besides the back yard. It’s supposed to be wildflower season, so the pics might not be what one usually expects of Death Valley, but I’m OK with that.
I’ve traveled a little, but really have never planned the itinerary. I’ve kind of always just gone along with what other people plan. Of course, my contribution to the plan is going to be a list of places to go. Then we’ll pick and go. I would really like to see the beehive charcoal kilns. I think they’d make a great photo subject.