Traveling With Kids – San Diego Zoo Safari – Tour Guides


The Expected Tour Guide

IMG_0229We’d made the safari tour. I would have bet against it. I sat beside the tour guide, while the boys and the Prettiest-girl-in-the-world sat at the back. Like tailgunners.

I can’t report how the boys thought about what they saw, at least until I talked to them afterwards and, by then, it wasn’t their pure, immediate responses, which I so love.

We saw rhinos and zebras and camels and all manner of deer-like creatures, and birds and giraffes and wild horses like the Mongols tamed and cows with the hugest horns I’ve ever seen.

However, being beside the tour guide, I felt obligated to always respond to stuff she said. I dunno why I felt that need, but I did. “So, over here you’ll see two indian thing-deerie things peeing on the tree,” and I would say, “Cool.” “And by the side of the road, there’s a wagawagagnome licking its testicles.” “Wonderful.”

IMG_0232I even answered questions. “Can everyone hear me.” “Yes,” I said, sitting right next to her. “Has anyone seen a baby Rhino?” “Only on TV.”

However, after two stops where we got out in the rare rays of sun, the youngest decided he wanted to sit up front. And the fun began.

See, contrary to what his teachers may think, the youngest actually knows everything. At first he was a bit shy to share his expansive knowledge but all it took was one person in the back responding to a question and giving the wrong answer.

Tour guide, “The zipline is the longest zipline in the world.”

The other tourist, “When we were in Whistler, they said it was the longest.”

“Well, actually, there are several zip lines at Whistler,” says the youngest. “Only one was the longest.”

And off he went.

“Rhinos…” began the tour guide as we slowed to watch a pack of them lumber by…

The youngest turned to her. “Well, did you know that Rhinos are endangered?”

“Well, ah, yes, yes they are.”

“I know all about Rhinos.”

“Great.”

“I did a project at school,” he told her. What he forgot to mention was that he had to be hauled to do it kicking and screaming. “There are white rhinos and black rhinos and did you know that they can reach up to 35 miles per hour?”

“Yes, yes I did.”

“And did you know that they…” Well you get the idea.

I loved it. It was hilarious. But he really did know his rhino stuff. Who says school is a waste of time? He also knew a lot about horses, cows, lions and what’s the best popsicle.

We loved seeing all the animals. The youngest told the group all that we do to help save the animals and the environment. “Did you know that we recycle our plastic?”

Tour guide, “That’s great.”

“And did we don’t drink pop. Mom says we can’t.”

“Well, I’m, ah sure, yeah, that helps, too.”

“And we don’t throw things out of the car.”

“And at my dad’s, we bag up all the grass.”

“Also, good…. Ah, anyone else?”

Luckily he did not talk about his plan to use farts to power his cars.

But seeing the animals, once again, up close, in the open, either standing around, or eating or snuggling each other, gave us a much greater appreciation for all living things. Seeing them, made us all want to protect them and made us realize how valuable and amazing life can be on this planet.

IMG_2126The oldest vowed to do better. The youngest vowed to make sure he did.

For me, I loved that they told stories about the animals. These Malaysian deer were rescued from the Boxer rebellion and there were only a dozen in the world, but with careful breeding, we’ve brought them back from extinction and now there are thousands.”

The stories made a difference.

I thought it was a great way to start a day. Little did I know it was just the beginning of what would become the BESTEST DAY ever!

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Traveling With Kids – San Diego Zoo Safari – Need For Speed

Will We Get There In Time? San Diego Safari

The tour left at 11:00

We had to be there by 10:50. It was like the Amazing Race.

IMG_059410:10, we tore out of our hotel, not far enough behind to make this a complete disaster, but far enough that we had to really haul ass.

By 10:30, we turned off the highway. Still a ways to go on slower roads with schools and speed limits and armies of cops waiting to stop us. (Hmmm, it sounds like Smokey and the Bandit, or for you younger people, Need For Speed.)

By 10:41 we were in the line to get parking. I had ignored the posted speed limits is a very bad way. Of course, the guy in front of us was chatty. 3 cars went by in the other lane while we were in ours.

10:44. We get to the booth. We have a free parking pass. This doesn’t confuse the attendant, but she wants to give me a receipt. Slowly. Like a sloth.

10:46 We screech into a parking space. It’s starting to spit rain. Great. Just great.

10:48 We’re out of the car. We have everything. Phones. Bags. Wallets. Tickets for the park. Kids.

10:52 We’re inside the park. We’re walking as fast as we can with two little ones who are both like that dog in Big, “Squirrel!!!”

We are already late.

images (1)10:58 We rush to the tour bus area.

We are the last to arrive.

Everyone is looking at us. The youngest waves at them. The tour guide looks at her watch, then us, then at her watch, then us. And frowns.

But we made it. The Prettiest-girl-in-the-world and the boys sat on the back seat facing behind them. I sat in the front with the tourguide after both of the kids politely declined (No WAY!) to take that position.

Then the ride started.

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Traveling With Kids – San Diego Zoo Safari – Morning Stress

Wed – Good Morning Stress or Math is My Friend

IMG_2009 (2)So far on this vacation, we haven’t had a lot of deadlines. The flight we had to make was one. We left early to counter any border problems or traffic problems or problem problems.

Of course nothing went wrong and so we sat in the airport for a good 3 hours. Even the long line at the border (according to the website) was only ½ as long. And that included a pretty thorough inspection of our paperwork (to allow the boys to cross the border.)

So today, after not being able to get on the tour to see all the Asian animals on safari yesterday, we had booked the ride for 11:00. We had to be there at 10:50.

10:50, the ticket dude said. “Seriously. 10:50.”

Now, had this just been the Prettiest-girl-in-the world and I, hey, no problem. But we had the agents of chaos and destruction to contend with so…

I did the math. It will about ½ hr to get there. There’s parking we need to find. We need to walk there to the safari starting point. And, hey, it takes the boys a little longer to get into the car and there’s always the possibility of something like the youngest deciding today he would press all the buttons on the elevator. So, let’s say we had to leave by 10:00.

Now, there was no way we could say we need to leave by 10:00. If we were lucky, we’d be out about 10:15, short of dragging them around by the ears.

So we told them 9:45. Shhhh. Don’t ever tell them our secret. But realistically, that would mean we’re out of the room by 10:00.

IMG_3390So, doing the math, going backwards from 10, we need 40 min to eat at the restaurant in the hotel. Everyone could be done in 30, but the youngest loves to stare at his food a lot before eating it. So, yeah, if we are on him, we’ll likely get done in 40. Say 5 min to get there and back.

That means we’ll have to get dressed by 9:10. Getting dressed can either take as long as 3 min. Yes, I’ve timed it. Or it can take as long as, well, forever and ever and ever and ever.

And then there’s showers and hair-blowing and braces cleaning and all of that.

8:00 I figured. If we get up at 8, we may just have a chance.

As I wrote this, it was 8:34.

I gave 50/50.

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Traveling With Kids – San Diego Safari Park – Mini Adventures

10 Mini adventures at the Safari Zoo

1)IMG_2090IMG_2095IMG_2093 After we saw the gorillas, we measured ourselves up against the gorilla. The oldest, “You’re nearly as big as the gorilla, Joe.” Ah, thanks. A lot. Then we did the gorilla pose outside of their area. (I used the picture yesterday). It’s fun to do interactive stuff, even if we make it up ourselves.

2) IMG_2099     We ate looking out at the bird lagoon. The youngest continued his photobombing of everyone while the oldest was sure he was being stalked by a red-eyed bird. (The youngest even photobombed the bird shot). We ate, hot dogs, as promised and though it’s not exactly news worthy, I could actually bite one (something I couldn’t do for nearly 2 months due to stupid-ass braces.) Oddly enough, that bird, or one of his cousins, seemed to appear everywhere we went. Hmmm. Maybe the boys shouldn’t have shouted at the ducks. Apparently there is a bird mafia.

3)      Let’s remember how important bathrooms are. Not that I want to talk about what goes on it in there or the adventures we had, (though they youngest is obsessed with wanting to put his face in the air dryer), but it’s vital to not be far away from one at all times. For some reason I don’t yet understand, at 1:10, they don’t need to go to the bathroom, even when asked. At 1:12, they need to go NOW!!!! So we’ve developed a routine, like eating little bits throughout the day, go bathroom throughout the day.

4)      Elephants rock. They’re the Morgan Freemans of the animal world, stately, majestic and likely to kick anyone’s ass who messes with them. Despite the fact it poured with rain for about 5 minutes, we lovIMG_2145ed watching them lumber around their enclosure. One little elephant played with a barrel while mom watched and occasionally showed him how to roll it. Plus, afterwards, the best picture of me EVER was taken. I almost look good (and yes, I am that vain.)

5)      Lions do not rock. They should. They are the most beautiful of creatures, but for the entire time we were they, they snoozed. This is what they do. For ¾ of the day. It would be like someone watching me for a whole day. The boys were massively disappointed though I think if they had to see a lion take down a gazelle and tear it bloody limb from bloody limb, they might have different ideas. As it was, not matter how much the youngest yelled at them to do something, or the oldest muttered how bored he was, the lions refused to perform.

6)      We had a race up the stairs to the top of the observation tower. The oldest and I bet we could beat the youngest and the Prettiest-girl-in-the-world who took the elevator. I nearly had a heart attack. I beat the oldest but he claims, (and is somewhat justified) that I said it was a race when I was already half up the tower and he was at the bottom. Luckily CPR was not needed though I won’t be doing that again any time soon.

7)      IMG_3542 (600x800)We took the free tour through the African savanna. I could watch giraffes running forever. They are so graceful. Again, seeing these creatures live, in their own habitat, doing their own thing (mostly munching on leaves or trying to find a way to eat bark from a tree protected by extensive fencing wire), allows us to connect to them on a whole different level. We care about them more. How could we not?

8)      The boys loved the rhinos which, I have to say, kinda look like me on a Sunday morning, all grey and grumpy and looking to bang a head into something. The rhinos didn’t do much. Much to my disappointment, they didn’t charge the tour or stand on two legs or sit at a computer writing out a novel, but, again, they were magnificent creatures to see.

9)     IMG_2119 Lemurs are stinky. Skunk stinky. We walked into their enclosure and it smelled bad. Apparently, like skunks, they spray nasty-ass stuff on people they don’t like or who bother them. We kept the youngest far, far away from them. But they kept an eye on him, let me tell you. Sure htye looked like they were sleeping, but they’d heard from the birds, this little guy was trouble.

10)  IMG_3494 We saw the most amazing thing. To calm cheetahs, the animal, not the yummy, orange snack, they’ve introduced dogs to them. DOGS!!!! Big, hairy, very calm dogs. Apparently, the two species bond. Dogs are great at bonding with a variety of animals, small cats, turtles, horses, sheep, Dennis Leary, but big-ass cats? Who would have guessed?

So, despite the fact we couldn’t do the Asian savanna tour, we had an incredible time. I didn’t have a meltdown, the boys had some amazing experiences seeing the animals and we only got partially wet. Nothing was rushed in the end. We found an Applebee’s to eat at, and while the youngest had a small meltdown over something we never did figure out, the day was a success in my books.

IMG_0223We even got to bed at a reasonable time. We watched Ender’s Game, learned a thing or two about war, and then went to sleep.

Tomorrow, though, we HAD to make it to the Safari Park by 10:40. We’d booked that tour and despite having the Prettiest-girl-in-the-world with us, (she was not against using her powers of pretty to get people to make exceptions to the rules), we were told it would leave on time with or without us.

How hard would it be to make that appointment?

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Wow that took 4 hours to post. The site kept crashing. Anyone had problems like that?

It does take a bit of time to write and load pictures for a blog, but usually only an hour or two depending on how distracted I get looking up pictures of Scarlett Johansson in a bikini for my blog. 

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Traveling With Kids – San Diego Zoo Safari – Fate

Is There Such a Thing as Fate?

Here’s the thing. When we arrived at the Safari park, I managed to leave first my phone and the jackets in the car. Don’t ask me how, I’d had my cups of coffee. But as I stood in line, the Prettiest-girl-in-the-world had to go back for them.

The line took a while. Now it wasn’t a long line, but the people in the booth were very helpful. I’d even say massively helpful, which is awesome when you need information, but not so awesome when you’re trying to get into the park before sunset.

We’d arrived at about 11:30, and, when I got to the window, sure enough, the tours were all booked. Dammit, I should have thought to book one online. Blah.

IMG_2123But they said if we rushed, we may be able to see the baby gorilla. So I booked a tour for the next day and we all hoofed it over to the gorilla area. As Dora would say, past the bamboo forest, over the bridge, along the lake, through the tunnel and then you’ll find the gorillas.

See, there’s the safari part, where all the animals get to roam around on the grasslands and interact with each other and play tennis and stuff, and then there’s the zoo portion where the animals are held in traditional (but pretty expansive) pens.

IMG_3446Such was the case with the gorillas. As we passed through the tunnel to reach them, the oldest one observed something deep and profound.

“Animals stink.”

Yes. Yes they do.

As we approached the gorilla exhibit, we saw there was a pretty big crowd. We heard the zoo attendant say the mother and her baby were out. We couldn’t see them as they were far in the back. The mom was protecting her child or at least keeping him away from us human types. The young gorilla scavenged and played on walls of the moat. Cute as hell. Others sat in trees, a couple wandered around and one gigantic silver back sat on a rock outside the group’s cave keeping an eye on things.

IMG_0277The silverback was magnificent. The oldest boy watched him in fascination. I couldn’t blame him. The youngest marched around like he was in a cage, like he wanted to go in there and play with them. The Prettiest-girl-in-the-world kept her eye on the mom, concerned. She hated that the mom had so many people staring at her. She felt like we were invading her privacy.

I watched the expressions on all the gorillas. Unlike giraffes or rhinos, they have emotions, expressions, eyes like us. I wondered what the silverback was thinking on top of that rock. Look at the picture. What do you think? I watched the young gorilla play and watch us as much as we watched him. I watched another female gorilla get a serious expression on her face, then take a banana over to the new mother.

I know some people don’t agree with zoos, but this is how we connect to animals. It’s not enough to look at them on youtube. To see them, to observe them, to hear them, to even smell them makes us realize how related we are to them, how important it is that we make sure they’re not made extinct.

As we watched, the mother came down from her faraway perch. The crowd got all excited.

Then we saw the mother and the baby. She held him close to her chest at first, then flipped him on her back like I would a backpack.

We watched her for as long as she would let us before she went inside. It was amazing to me how the other gorillas reacted. So .. like us. The younger one wanted mom’s attention so badly. The mother so determined to protect her newborn. It was an honest moment.

It was a magical moment for us. A rare moment for the zoo to have a new born. A truly rare moment for us to be that the right place at the right time. A professional camera crew was even there on the off-chance they baby would come out. There’s a better blog about it.

The boys were stoked they saw the baby. The Prettiest-girl-in-the-world, a little mixed. She loved seeing the new mom, but this felt a little invasive for her.

Had we gone on the tour, we would have missed that moment.

Fate had intervened.

*****

Anyone who’s been to the Safari Zoo have a similarly magical experience?

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Traveling With Kids – San Diego Safari – The Best Yet To Come?

The Safari Day

Would this day be as epic as yesterday?

9:30am and the boys were still sleeping. That’s one of the signs of the apocalypse, I think.

They’d walked for hours and hours yesterday, ate what would feed a small village in Mexico, so perhaps it wasn’t surprising that they didn’t leap out of bed at 7.

Sleep is always good.

Like food.

I hadn’t gotten up either. I wrote in bed, having snuck my laptop out of its bag and tried to make some quick notes about yesterday.

However, we had to get going at some point.

The map: the key to any plan

The map: the key to any plan

Today was the Safari Zoo day.

No rides, as far as we could tell. Just animals.

Would that be enough?

We tried not to have concrete plans. Like 9-10, we eat, 10-10:15 boys brush their teeth, apply suntan lotion. 10:16 allow complaining about suntan lotion. 10:16-10:30, leave room, take elevator, get boys into car, 10:31-10:36 allow boys can poke each other in the eye while we check we have everything…

So we left it open. If we needed to see Legoland, again, we could have. But the boys wanted to do something else. Whew. I had no desire to return to Legoland. Therefore, the San Diego Zoo Safari was the choice.

We literally dragged the boys out of bed with promises of a visit to best waffle house in America. There was grumbling, some feet dragging, some complaining, and that was just me. Clearly the boys would have rather slept in until noon. I could totally understand.

Outside the weather still iffy. Grey. A bit chilly. No sign of rain.

But we weren’t fooled. We packed for all weather conditions. Rain jacket. Hoodie. Suntan lotion. First aid kit (which had come in handy yesterday when the youngest stubbed his toe so hard it bled.)

Best Waffle House?

Best Waffle House?

So off the waffle house.

It was just down the road. We (and by ‘we’, I mean the Prettiest-girl-in-the-world and I) wanted to eat quickly and head on. The boys had other ideas. They had locked into SoCal time. Do things slow and easy, man, slow and easy.

However, we kept them focused and made a plan of amazing things to see.

  • We would take the safari tour through Asia.
  • We would see some amazing animals.
  • We would not get out of the moving tour bus. Not even to pee.
  • We would not throw our poo at any monkeys, giraffes or rhinos
  • We would find hot dogs to eat.
  • We would not make faces at the gorillas.
  • No brother would push the other into the lion’s den.
  • We would see if we could find a popsicle.
  • We would have the bestest time ever.

The boys grunted which I took as agreement and we tore off at about 11.

The drive was eventless. The Prettiest-girl-in-the-world navigated brilliantly. We’d paid ahead of time so we wouldn’t get any roaming charges on our phones down in the states. That way we could use the gps, txt each other and, at least one of us could IMG_2083check facebook to make sure the world hadn’t actually ended and no one told us about it.

So she used her phone to help make sure we never got lost, even when that little dot had us about 2 miles from where we were.

But when we arrived, our plans to take the cool safari tour were upset by the gods of travel who had something else, something amazing in store for us.

*****

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Traveling With Kids – Dinner – Casa Guadalajara

The First Meal

How do you find a great restaurant in a new town?

It was the question we faced after Legoland. We could go back to the hotel, look online, maybe find something good. But, instead, the Prettiest-girl-in-the-world had an idea.

casa guadAs we drove towards the Old Town not far from our hotel in search of a Mexican restaurant, we drove by one with a huge line-up and she said, “that’s the place.”

Casa Guadalajara

So found parking, not an easy thing in the Old town, then after minor meltdown by a youngest, we marched to the restaurant and put down our names. We sat watching huge family after huge family make their way inside. Not HUGE as in overweight, huge as in mom and dad and kids and grandparents and, even, I suspect (after looking at one particularly shriveled little old lady), great-grandparents.

guadajara restWe waited for quite a while. I was worried the boys might start eating the cloth cushions, but we were finally seated It was warm inside, but not hot. It smelled of charring meat, warm tortillas and spices (chilli, I think). The floor was terracotta tiled, the walls a colorful orange with painted tiles, bright banners hung above the bar and from the rafters, and the staff served the patrons dressed in colorful ethnic outfits.

Lovely!

Mommy, there's no hot dogs on the menu

Mommy, there’s no hot dogs on the menu

The waitress came to our table. “Ola. Would you..”

“Margaritas,” said the Prettiest-girl-in-the-world, “Por Favor.” I want to say she pounded the table with her fist, but that just may be my memory of it all.

After her drink arrived, we ordered. I stuffed my face with the gigantic Burrito de Guadalajara (A large burrito filled with seasoned shredded beef, chicken or picadillo and refried beans, topped with sauce and sour cream. Served with rice and beans). It was so tasty, I began to speak Spanish. So did the Prettiest-girl-in-the-world after her second margarita.

The Prettiest-girl-in-the-world tried the Guadalajara Grilled Chicken Tacos (Soft corn tortillas with seasoned strips of grilled chicken breast, shredded cabbage, sliced avocado and our special white sauce. Served with a concha of black beans, cilantro lime fiesta cabbage, and pico de gallo.) and 19 Margaritas. It was that kind of day.

40lbs of tortilla chips later, the youngest is full but a little tired

40lbs of tortilla chips later, the youngest is full but a little tired

The boys were about as brave as they dared to be. The youngest, close to starvation and near death, ate his weight (and mine) in tortilla chips, and they both tried new things (in this case, fish sticks, Mexican style.)

We ate one of the best meals we’ve had in a long time.

We listened to a guitarist sing. We laughed at pictures from our adventures in legoland. We were surrounded by sound and life and families having a good time.

Check out the youngest photobombing his own family

Check out the youngest photobombing his own family

The secret, you see, was not just a place that the locals ate at, but the place local FAMILIES ate at. Moms and dads and kids and grandmas and granddads.

The Prettiest-girl-in-the-world knew that.

 

It was a great way to end a great day.

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Traveling With Kids – Legoland – Highlights

Legoland Highlights

So what were the highlights for people?

IMG_0206The Prettiest Girl in the world– the lego movie stage.

All the lego sets were there, her youngest wandered around like he had fallen into heaven, and the oldest decided on what would love to do for the rest of his life

 

.The Writer – The Egyptian Ride

–I loved beating everyone at the ancient Egyptian shooter ride. Yes, I am that shallow.

The youngest – The Splash Battle Ride

– He loved being shot with water. He laughed and laughed and laughed and never once complained that his lips were blue and he looked like we’d tried to drown him.

IMG_3425The oldest – the Lego store.

He shopped like a pro. He found the best bargains. He didn’t spend all his money in an orgy of excitement. He kept his head and walked away with some amazing box sets.

 

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As a secondary highlight, I loved my new hat. Ok, it was the oldest’s hat, but he didn’t want to wear it so I wore it, at first to keep it safe then afterwards, cuz it looked kinda cool.

Did anything go wrong?

Hey, if I’m part of anything, the chances are pretty good, so, errr, yes.

My worst moment came while standing in line for another water ride with tboth the boys. The oldest and I were watching the log thingee come splashing down while the youngest climbed up and down on the railing. What could go wrong?

Well, the youngest managed to whang his chin on the railing.

Not unusual. If there’s a day he doesn’t get a bruise or a scrape or a volleyball in the head, it’s a pretty special day. But here’s the thing. I didn’t see him whang himself.

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The boys on their last wet ride. Even they look cold

A parent behind me tapped me on the shoulder and said he’d hurt himself. I looked down. There he was, head bowed, big tears in his blue eyes.

Long story, short, it was nothing bad, but clearly I need to pay more attention. I would never have thought he could have gotten into any trouble. It was like I hadn’t met him.

All-in-all, though, we had the best time! None of the rides were too scary, none of them were too lame, the crowds weren’t that bad and the toy store, well, that pretty much made up for any deficiencies.

Bye-bye Legoland

Bye-bye Legoland

Compared to Disneyland or Disneyworld or the soon-to-be opened Disney Mars, it was pretty tame, but it was a great introduction to the world of rollercoasters, long lines, greasy pizza, awesome displays and fun, family adventures.

Without the boys, without the Prettiest-girl-in-the-world, this would have been a 2 for me. 2/10. With them, with all the laughs had, the rides tried, the meltdowns avoided, the cool lego bought, I would give it a 9/10. If I had bought that hobbit hole lego set, it might have been a 10.

Now, all we had to do was get home and find a place to eat. How hard would that be with 2 starving kids in the car?

*****

Has the first day of your family trips been as successful? Let me know.

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Traveling With Kids – Legoland – Water Wars

Water Wars

seems like a goodOk, so it seemed like a good idea at the time.

How many times have I said that?

We said we would go on a water ride at Legoland.

But it was cold and windy. It was about 4pm.

Still the youngest had so wanted to do something watery. But walking around with wet clothes, for hours and hours, not my idea of fun. It might have been his, however. Despite the weather, he had not given up on his dream. So we waited until the very end when we decided it was time to go play in the water.

Specifically, let’s get in a big water fight.

IMG_3417The Prettiest-girl-in-the-world knew better. No way she was going to get wet. Or cold.

And cold and wet, no way in hell.

I can’t say I was that keen either, but a deal’s a deal. He’d been patient (mostly, at least as much as a 7 year old can be patient), and we’d all done what we wanted to do, so now he got to do what he wanted to do.

The ride he chose was called the Splash Battle. Basically, it involved us boarding ships armed with water cannon and go around soaking the other ships and anyone walking by.

IMG_2061 (2)A super fun experience on any other day, but today, almost no one was on the ride. So, I honestly thought I’d be able to make the youngest happy by taking him and his brother on it AND remaining largely dry.

How wrong was I?

It all went according to plan at first. We boarded the ship. There was only one other sorry-looking dad and his 2 daughters in another boat. No way we’d even get close to them. And, although there were water cannon all along the pathway, aimed at the ships, no one was going near them. I mean, who wants to get wet? And cold?

IMG_2062How smug was I as we rounded the first curve all dry and stuff? The boys seemed happy that they could shoot their water cannon at stationary targets, targets that did not shoot back.

Score!

But then,  as we rounded one turn, we came in range of the shore-bound mega cannons manned by evil teenagers who spawned from hell. I sure as heck didn’t see them there when we boarded. I have no idea where they come from. None. One minute it was all fine and the next…

Well, they proceeded to soak us all to the skin. Throwing buckets of water on us would made us less dry. They hosed us down like firemen putting out a blazing inferno.

The youngest laughed and laughed as we were doused. The oldest did his best to hide from the deluge. I thanked the stars I’d given the Prettiest-girl-in-the-world my camera and phone to protect. She, sitting all dry and cute on a bench, just smiled at us. And waved.

If it had been hot out, it would have been amazing. We would have had epic battles with other ships, soaked passers-by, gotten wet and been happy to do so.

IMG_2064 (2)But as the wind started to blow, as we got off so wet that my clothes were basically a second skin (and believe me, that’s not a good look for me), the boys dying to do it, again, as I shivered and shook and I dripped on the shoes on anyone who stood near me, I realized that deep down, I knew there was a chance we’d get soaked on this ride and I did it anyway. That’s parenting, my friends. That’s love.

Or stupidity.

Is there a difference?

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Has anyone else had an experience like that? Riding a ride that would make you sick so your child could have an amazing experience?

Has anyone ever refused to do that?

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