So, vacation...
Like I said, it was pretty awesome. We arrived on Jason's birthday (what bad friends, I know, not bringing any gifts) and just chilled out for the afternoon and then we walked to Castro Street and had dinner. It was nice. Ann got to buy some girl scout cookies from a girl walking down the street with a wagon, so that made her pretty happy, too.
Sunday we went to the farmer's market which was cool. I wish our farmers markets were like that around here but...I have the CSA so that's pretty cool too so I'm not too jealous. (sign up for the summer, it's that time of year and spots fill up fast!) We also took a train from Mountain View to Palo Alto, which almost blew Asher's mind. He thought it was the coolest, especially it was double decker style and we sat on the top.
On Presidents day we went to the Exploratorium, a pretty cool museum right in the bay in San Fran. Seriously, our kids loved it, we aren't just imposing our own love of science and cool stuff onto them. Asher asked to go back to the museum for the rest of the trip, I kid you not. He also had a massive meltdown there over a cheese sandwich (welcome terrible twos...), but over all it was pretty awesome.
Tuesday we went to Pinnacles National Monument and had a wonderful picnic lunch prepared by Ann, then we hiked up hill to some caves which were pretty cool. I'm pretty sure Athena ran the entire time, perilous cliff faces be darned. She is so daring...Asher made us carry him most all of the time. Athena touched coyote poop and immediately got her entire upper body disinfected, then we saw the coyote that pooped it out, which was cool (not the touching part and I'm assuming it was the actual coyote and not another, grant me some liberties here). On the way home we ate in the garlic capitol of the world, Gilroy, California. The fries weren't as garlicky as I'd like, which was a little disappointing since we were in the garlic capitol of the world, but you know, they weren't bad, either. Maybe they could tell we were out of towners and toned it down for us. Maybe they are just tired of garlic...maybe the garlic is just weak because it's out of season and not fresh.
Wednesday we played it a little more chill and went to Happy Hollows Kiddy Park in San Jose. A good time was had by all, the place is kind of a mini zoo, a petting zoo and a kiddie amusement park all rolled into one. And, awesome news was....Cleveland Zoo pass got us in for free! Rock on, right? Awww yeah. Asher and daddy and Jason and Athena all rode the roller coaster. Did I mention it was like 72 degrees and beautiful? What a nice day. And we ended up going to a Japanese noodle house where I got to have the best Kitsune Udon I've had in years. Even if Asher threw another giganto-tantrum there, I don't care because the food was so good.
Thursday we chilled at the park in the morning and then the Morrisons delivered us to the airport. Then our flight got cancelled. Then we got rerouted to Pittsburgh instead of coming home (snow cancellations in Chicago) but that flight didn't leave for another 3 hours. So, Ann, being the awesome person she is, came back and got us and took us to San Bruno to a park so Asher could burn off some extra energy. What a hero, seriously. Ryan was freaking out massively, too, so getting out of the airport for a while and hanging out with Ann just a little bit more was really nice for everyone involved (I hope I'm not overestimating Ann's enjoyment levels here). Did I mention it was another beautiful sunny 72 degree day?
Finally we boarded our flight which was a direct flight so that was nice. And they put us in economy plus, so that was nice, too. Asher slept the entire time which was amazing and really really nice for both Ry and me, I watched The Big Year in flight movie, which was okay but not great. We get to Pittsburgh at 12:42 am, get our rental car and discover our luggage has been lost...well, not lost but it went to Chicago anyway. So now we need to pick it up tomorrow at Akron-Canton. Yippie...well, at least we have to go there anyway to get our car, so it's not horrible. I drive us the whole way home. It was a little eerie, there were almost no other cars on the highway at 2 am, go figure.
We get home around 3 am, then get up at 8:30 so Ry can get ready for his interview (which went pretty well, considering how tired he was). I dropped Asher off at granny's house (where he immediately contracted pink eye from Katya) and Ry met up with me and we got an ultrasound (as I mentioned yesterday, a girl). Then we drove our car back, picked up our luggage and tried to relax for the rest of the weekend.
Overall, a pretty great trip.
Showing posts with label San Fransisco Trip. Show all posts
Showing posts with label San Fransisco Trip. Show all posts
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Monday, February 27, 2012
I'm back...
So, vacation rocked. It was super awesome. We had such a good time, the kids had a good time, I think everyone was pleasantly pleased with what a good time had been had. There's a few quick photos...
Gonna try to to write again tomorrow actually telling you guys what we did and some other stuff as well..ran out of time today. See you tomorrow.
Oh, we found out we are having a girl. You may suggest names. I don't guarentee we will use them.
Gonna try to to write again tomorrow actually telling you guys what we did and some other stuff as well..ran out of time today. See you tomorrow.
Oh, we found out we are having a girl. You may suggest names. I don't guarentee we will use them.
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| Everyday our kids are shuffling |
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| Hiking along at Pinnacle National Monument on our way back from seeing the Bear Caves. It was uphill both ways. :) |
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| Too much fun....too much fun. |
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| Checking out each other's tickets for the train to Palo Alto |
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| Making sure our kids don't jump to their deaths waiting for the train to Palo Alto |
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| Asher seems skeptical about that being the actual Golden Gate Bridge |
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| At a really cool sceince museum called the Exploratorium. It was seriously all Asher could talk about for the next few days of our trip. |
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| Exploratorium again. What a great museum. |
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
I'm gonna marry the night
So, instead of bitching about how stressful my job is already this morning (just know it is), I'll tell you about almost getting pee on me in San Fransisco. It's a good story.
I tried to draw a comic of this but it's taking too long, perhaps I'll finish it tomorrow and post it.
So Ann and I are walking all around Mission Street in San Fransisco, just being two trendy and awesome chicas. We decide to go to a El Salvadorian place to eat some papusas. So we go into a random restaurant and sit down at a sort of cleanish table. The waitress comes up to us and shoots off some rapid Spanish. I'm at a loss (it's been like 8 years since my last Spanish class), so thankfully Ann has some Spanish under her belt. She translates the question to me, what kind of juice, tamarino, orchard or pineapple. The lady speaks no English at all. I'm not sure how she can work in a restaurant in SF without marginal English but she does. Or maybe she was just refusing to speak to us in English, I don't know. Either way, Ann helps me remember some of my Spanish and we both order papusas, mine with puerco and frijoles and hers with queso y frijoles. She makes it a big deal, saying "sin animalia" and asks if they use lard ( I don't remember the Spanish for it). The waitress says, no, no, no animalia. Good.
We get our papusas a little bit later (eat them with plantains, which I've never had before, AWESOME!!!!) either way, mine was fine but Ann gives me a funny look and a piece of her papusa. "Is this meat?" she asks me. Why, yes, it was. Way overcooked chicken. So we get the reluctant waitress to come back over and ask her if this is "pollo"? "Si!" she answers enthusiastically. Ann sighs, points to herself and says "vegetarian". The waitress brings her a new papusa. Most of the rest of it was uneventful. Btw, thanks to Ann for buying my lunch, I owe ya one!
So we are walking back up Mission St carrying our leftovers and heading towards Om Shan Tea, the teashop we were going. We saw trannys, prostitutes, crazy homeless guys and other colorful SF Mission St residents. One homeless guy (this was on our way to the papusa place but who cares about a timeline, really?) points to me and says "America's!" then points to Ann and says"TOP" and points to himself and says "Model!" Then goes and talks to a prostitute. It was interesting.
Anyway, an old guy was pushing an older guy down the street in a wheel chair, ignoring all the traffic laws and pushing him out into oncoming traffic. He ends up getting ahead of us because of this (cool chicas don't violate traffic laws!) and I don't think anything of it. Ann and I are totally having cool chica talk going on, minding our own business when I look over to my right randomly. There are all these trees planted on the sidewalks next to the road and the wheel chair pushing dude totally flashes me his ass and his tucked jewels and staff and pees backwards on a tree. If you didn't get that, he is bending over, facing backwards, spraying a tree with his urine with his ass hanging out and his cock and balls tucked backwards giving me quite a show and almost giving me a quick golden splatter.
I make some type of expletive and jump back against Ann who was unsuspecting and didn't have her eyes scarred by this unique event. Thank goodness one of us was able to be spared. It does make a good story, right? I actually like that crazy stuff happens every now and again, it makes the trip more memorable.
Most of the rest of the trip was mostly uneventful, we went to the tea house which was awesome, it was totally Tibetan Monk themed, there were no products served that monks wouldn't eat, so no soy, nuts, sugar, processed foods, nightshades, some other things. I really liked it. And the lady working there who's name was Ash, totally a hippie but she didn't smell like a hippie so that was good, was totally awesome. She was super nice and helpful and made us feel totally comfortable and welcome. It was so nice. I think that Ann and I really were able to talk with each other and feel super relaxed and unpressured. I honestly feel that we bonded more during our Mission Street expedition than the whole rest of our trip so I'm really happy we went.
Oh, we didn't have any children, either, the dads took them to a really cool children's museum under the golden gate bridge. I'll post pictures of that soon, I promise.
I tried to draw a comic of this but it's taking too long, perhaps I'll finish it tomorrow and post it.
So Ann and I are walking all around Mission Street in San Fransisco, just being two trendy and awesome chicas. We decide to go to a El Salvadorian place to eat some papusas. So we go into a random restaurant and sit down at a sort of cleanish table. The waitress comes up to us and shoots off some rapid Spanish. I'm at a loss (it's been like 8 years since my last Spanish class), so thankfully Ann has some Spanish under her belt. She translates the question to me, what kind of juice, tamarino, orchard or pineapple. The lady speaks no English at all. I'm not sure how she can work in a restaurant in SF without marginal English but she does. Or maybe she was just refusing to speak to us in English, I don't know. Either way, Ann helps me remember some of my Spanish and we both order papusas, mine with puerco and frijoles and hers with queso y frijoles. She makes it a big deal, saying "sin animalia" and asks if they use lard ( I don't remember the Spanish for it). The waitress says, no, no, no animalia. Good.
We get our papusas a little bit later (eat them with plantains, which I've never had before, AWESOME!!!!) either way, mine was fine but Ann gives me a funny look and a piece of her papusa. "Is this meat?" she asks me. Why, yes, it was. Way overcooked chicken. So we get the reluctant waitress to come back over and ask her if this is "pollo"? "Si!" she answers enthusiastically. Ann sighs, points to herself and says "vegetarian". The waitress brings her a new papusa. Most of the rest of it was uneventful. Btw, thanks to Ann for buying my lunch, I owe ya one!
So we are walking back up Mission St carrying our leftovers and heading towards Om Shan Tea, the teashop we were going. We saw trannys, prostitutes, crazy homeless guys and other colorful SF Mission St residents. One homeless guy (this was on our way to the papusa place but who cares about a timeline, really?) points to me and says "America's!" then points to Ann and says"TOP" and points to himself and says "Model!" Then goes and talks to a prostitute. It was interesting.
Anyway, an old guy was pushing an older guy down the street in a wheel chair, ignoring all the traffic laws and pushing him out into oncoming traffic. He ends up getting ahead of us because of this (cool chicas don't violate traffic laws!) and I don't think anything of it. Ann and I are totally having cool chica talk going on, minding our own business when I look over to my right randomly. There are all these trees planted on the sidewalks next to the road and the wheel chair pushing dude totally flashes me his ass and his tucked jewels and staff and pees backwards on a tree. If you didn't get that, he is bending over, facing backwards, spraying a tree with his urine with his ass hanging out and his cock and balls tucked backwards giving me quite a show and almost giving me a quick golden splatter.
I make some type of expletive and jump back against Ann who was unsuspecting and didn't have her eyes scarred by this unique event. Thank goodness one of us was able to be spared. It does make a good story, right? I actually like that crazy stuff happens every now and again, it makes the trip more memorable.
Most of the rest of the trip was mostly uneventful, we went to the tea house which was awesome, it was totally Tibetan Monk themed, there were no products served that monks wouldn't eat, so no soy, nuts, sugar, processed foods, nightshades, some other things. I really liked it. And the lady working there who's name was Ash, totally a hippie but she didn't smell like a hippie so that was good, was totally awesome. She was super nice and helpful and made us feel totally comfortable and welcome. It was so nice. I think that Ann and I really were able to talk with each other and feel super relaxed and unpressured. I honestly feel that we bonded more during our Mission Street expedition than the whole rest of our trip so I'm really happy we went.
Oh, we didn't have any children, either, the dads took them to a really cool children's museum under the golden gate bridge. I'll post pictures of that soon, I promise.
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