Then we went to DC for a night and also saw nothing.
Normally when J and I travel, we spend as little time as possible in our hostel or hotel. We are usually there for the destination, and have yet to take a vacation where the goal is relaxation.
But family vacations are different.
My dad arranged for our extended family (my mom's side) to stay in three apartments in a timeshare complex for four nights. The apartments were incredibly spacious (the bedroom and bathroom combination that was just for me, J and Squeakles was close in size to our Philadelpia apartment), and the complex included two pools (one just for adults) and a miniature golf course.
Actually, I think that J and I did the least amount of sightseeing of the group. Some people went to the beach (an hour away), others went to Colonial Williamsburg (and came back complaining that it was so boring that they couldn't bear to finish using their two day passes), and some went to Busch Gardens (which I hear was a lot of fun but also really expensive). But Squeakles and J and I just hung out with family at the timeshare and also did a little bit of local outlet shopping. And it was fun!
I also had fun taking pictures (big surprise, I know).
I have been recently been following the Wall Street Journal Photo Journal and I've found that I really like the style of photography. It's not just the subject matter (though of course that matters), but I think what I was noticing is that a lot of the pictures are shot with a very wide angle lens and taken very close up. So you feel like you're right there, but because it's wide angle, you're not just getting a close up of someone's face - you can see everything. So on this trip I tried to shoot primarily with wide angle and I tried my best to get up close, though that turns out to be somewhat uncomfortable to do sometimes - I found myself popping up and then slinking away. I also found it difficult to take pictures of Squeakles splashing in the pool - he managed to spray water all the way across the kiddie pool so it was a little dangerous to be that close with my camera.
Some highlights from our trip:
- We played miniature golf. I came into the game when they were halfway through (because I'd stayed behind while Squeakles was napping) and, even if you didn't adjust for the fact that I'd only played half of the holes, I still lost. I even lost to my sister who was playing in high heels.
- We took Squeakles to the kiddie pool where he waded around and splashed water. We also took him into in the big pool, which he loved.
- We tried to teach Squeakles everyone's names and he was more than willing to try to pronounce them all. The best was the pronounciation he gave to my sister Erika and her husband Tony: "Kaka" and "Dudu".
- We went out for sushi and it was the best I've had in a long time.
- We went out for ribs and it wasn't the best I've ever had, but it wasn't bad. I don't think my family was too impressed with it, but Squeakles loved the cornbread and was "mmmm mmm"-ing over the corn on the cob.
- I'm not sure if this is a highlight or a lowlight actually. There were ducks and geese everywhere. The timeshare complex had people whose job it was to go around all day and scoop up the poop on all of the walkways. J and I went out for a run (at the hottest point of the hottest day because we're smart like that) and we had to dodge poop and birds as we ran. Digusting. However, there were baby ducks and they were very cute.
- Squeakles has suddenly started saying a lot more than he had been a month ago. It's like he's had a cognitive explosion and now he uses adjectives and prepositions and he loves to describe not only things but situations. These are my favorite new words: "silly" (when he or anyone else does something he finds amusing), "ahh" (it means hot, and he says it for anything that is warm, like food or the buckles on his car seat), "wheel", "oh no!" (wailed pitifully whenever something goes wrong, like when my dad closed the bathroom door so he couldn't get in), "whee" (while looking up and circling his arm and outstretched finger around like the overhead fan), "lowey" or "logey" (Lucas), "gasses" (glasses), and "down down down" (usually in response to us lowering something from above).
And now we are home and need to unpack, clean the litter boxes, sweep/vacuum, and go grocery shopping.