Sick kid, sick dad, lots of time on windy roads - brings up for me the old adage that there is no such thing as fun for the whole family. Am I destined to have a miserable time on all future "vacations" now that I have a kid and another on the way? There is nothing relaxing about loading down the car with the portable crib, stuffed animals, and many metric tons of Pepperidge Farm products after work on a Friday. At least there were no airports involved.
The bright side: Fernwood's cabin #31, the Waterfall unit, was pretty great. Situated in a campground, one could hardly call what we did camping. We had a bathtub, a fully-stocked kitchen, and even a flat-screen TV with the second season of Seinfeld on DVD provided for us. A gorgeous river, home to spawning steelhead, gave Alec and I the opportunity to flip over rocks and look for invertebrate life. A mandolin and a guitar somehow fit atop the mountain of baby stuff, and a dappled light afternoon jam next to the river provided us deep, Trumer Pils-inspired satisfaction. On the way home, I got to take my son to the Monterey Aquarium for both of our first times - kids love sea otters.
Sadly, I missed all the music last night - Leila and Alec went - as I was watching my sick and sleeping son and was debilitated by my own aching, hacking cold/flu. Way to go, Compton, I heard you rocked it.
2 comments:
If you promise to visit frequently, we promise to make your La Jolla vacations easy-breezy, Mikey...
Hope you feel better.
Cheer up buttercup. Before you know it, Milo will be isolated in the back seat behind an ipod and you will wish he talked more to you!
Music was not bad for a first gig....ready for more. I know it can be better.
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