I go back to work tomorrow, and it rained yesterday for the first time in a couple months, so I guess we are finally letting go of summer.
There was very little fiber or fabric in my summer. Too busy, too distracted, and just never in the mood.
Instead, we remodeled, and traveled, and lazed, in about equal amounts.
I took the first major road trip we’ve ever done with the kids. My sister and I loaded up a 1970s tent trailer and the boys and took off for California, driving south for 8 days. We stayed mainly in state parks along the way.
We stayed in the redwoods first.
And then headed over to the coast:
We saw wild and aquarium creatures of all sorts:
The boys enjoyed every minute of it, of course.
(And oh, how I wish I could have recorded their appalled voices when they found out that national forests don’t supply wifi! Insert evil mother’s laugh here.)
At the end of the eight days we reached Anaheim, dropped my sister at the airport, and greeted my husband, who had flown down to join us, and we temporarily traded the trailer for an air-conditioned hotel.
Then it was a week of heat, and rollercoasters, and junk food. It was the kids’ first time at Disney and Universal Studios, and my first time in 20 years. I have really mixed feelings about that part of the trip. It was crowded, and expensive, and exhausting, and omg-level hot, but it was also fun, and nostalgic, and scary, and funny.
And so much screaming. My husband doesn’t do heights and falling, so I was designated rollercoaster parent. So Much Screaming. I may never recover from the Guardians of the Galaxy drops or the twists of the IncrediCoaster. Frankly, I barely made it through the sliding gondolas of the California Adventure Ferris wheel. My youngest and I clung to each other to the point of bruising on each ride. But we were proud of ourselves after we shakily exited each car and shook the blood back into our limbs.
And now they can say we have taken them to Disney and we don’t have to do it again for another 15-20 years!
The last leg of the trip was a bit truncated. We dropped Roni off at the airport, and the plan was for me and the boys to drive up I-5, stopping at historical spots and in the mountains along the way, but wildfires put an end to that. Once we got to Sacramento, the smoke was starting to get bad, and the huge Redding fire meant it only got worse the further north that we got. So, we sped up the plans and cancelled a lot of stops, and made it home in four days.
It was arid, and smoky, and we were a bit vacationed out, so it was just as well. And once the tires on the elderly trailer started to go, I was about done with camping.
All in all, it was a great trip. The kids got to swim in pools and rivers.
They saw new parts of the country and drove some really twisty roads, and some really straight ones..
We learned that we really like tent trailer camping (no sleeping on the ground!) and I think we are going to buy one.
And I learned that changing a tire on the side of I-5 is possible, but not pleasant.
We are definitely going to hit the road again on future vacations. But with newer tires.
And in all that time, and all those miles, this is how much knitting I got done: