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I should be asleep. I have to wake up in 6 hours, and tomorrow is a fun fun day of train and bus rides. Whee!

I hate the end of vacations. I hope to take a vacation sometime where I can just stay until I'm really ready to leave. In this case, that would probably be another 3 days or so - enough time to visit with a few more friends, and go to the zoo once the holiday crowds have died down a little. But Leif and I miss [livejournal.com profile] koyote, and I expect my dad, Leif, and I would go a little stir crazy unless I managed to keep Leif out of the house every waking moment.

My dad visits garage sales frequently. Maybe I should request some age appropriate toys next time we head down for a visit. It's so much easier at my mom's - Leif has several stepcousins around his age, so they're both somewhat childproofed and decently stocked with entertainment.

This particular trip was better than usual, though. I actually got to socialize (with [livejournal.com profile] tangodiva and Margret). Wow. I think this is the first time in years I've had a conversation longer than 5 minutes with a Coronado person (actually located in Coronado at the time) who wasn't a teacher.

I walked by my old house this evening. It was remodeled into a McMansion after we moved out (more than 15 years ago), which always seems weird to me. The house behind it is still the same, though. They even have the same tree (a type of bottlebrush tree, IIRC) with distinctive smelling leaves. It's kind of a peppery, citrusy smell. When I was a kid, I'd break one off and scratch and sniff it whenever I walked by. Sometimes I'd even chew them up - it tasted kind of good, but left my mouth feeling kind of chalky. I did it again today. It didn't kill me back then, after all.

I was thinking during the walk about how I find it much easier to walk without a specific destination here in Coronado. Maybe because it's easier to breathe here. Maybe because if you walk ten blocks in pretty much any direction, you hit the ocean (or the street I grew up on). Maybe just because I did it all the time in high school, and developed the good associations, and I just haven't done that in Davis yet.

Or it could be the weather. We had a bad winter storm today, and 50% of the day was quite pleasant to walk around in a light jacket.

The high school auditorium was torn down, as were my illusions that my grandfather was the one who painted the weird puzzle piece seagull mural on the front. My dad says it wasn't him. I'm not sure which is more upsetting, not that either really places high on the life trauma scale.

I should know better than to write at midnight. I write weird stuff.

Date: 2006-01-03 04:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] koyote.livejournal.com
I miss that userpic..

Date: 2006-01-03 04:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tangodiva.livejournal.com
We had a good playtime (other than that last 5 minutes). I'm glad we got together even though it was SO wet (thanks for the pants!). It is certainly the longest I've spent with a CHS person in about 5 years. We'll have to do it again sometime if you come down again. We're almost always up for a zoo trip. We also might be able to lend some toys next time if your dad doesn't find you stuff. Van's got enough junk that he wouldn't miss some toys for a week (or longer) Though if you give him some good direction those Coro yard sales are a goldmine.

Date: 2006-01-03 04:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silkensteel.livejournal.com
I was thinking during the walk about how I find it much easier to walk without a specific destination here in Coronado. Maybe because it's easier to breathe here. Maybe because if you walk ten blocks in pretty much any direction, you hit the ocean (or the street I grew up on). Maybe just because I did it all the time in high school, and developed the good associations, and I just haven't done that in Davis yet.

You got me thinking.

I grew up on an island. Its edges weren't as clearly defined as Coronado's; Absecon Island and its surrounding waterbound bits, Ventnor Heights being one of those, are more like barrier islands or a cluster of sandbars, some better paved than others. But the effect is the same, get out, walk in any direction and you hit water. If the tide's high enough you're stuck for a few hours. Now and then the drawbridge would break, and my choices were 1. Hang out on the boardwalk until it was fixed, or 2. Bike the long way around to get home via Wellington Ave.

Walking in a place that doesn't have edges feels different. Davis has a little bit of an "island" feel to it, in that it's pretty well defined what's Davis and what isn't, with a lot of the surrounding bits being flat and empty of things that break into the visual field. Oh, and wetlands. :)

Maybe that's why I like it; visually it feels like "home."

Date: 2006-01-03 08:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] koyote.livejournal.com
also remember that he is growing up and it will get easier as we go. probably we have a good 2 year break in massive toddlerness once leif hits 3, even if we get moving fast on the next child

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