The first day of COMIC CON. The first day that Zoe was here all night prior to our taking her to register. The first day that Zoli, Margot’s younger brother, was here to look at the family photos…with Esalin, his daughter. With Milaka’s daughter, Sahara, and her new boyfriend. And Margot and Alex, and Max.
It’s nine fifteen AM, and G is rushing around putting his socks on, putting his pants on, and bringing me a yogurt for lunch. His shirt is downstairs with the 7 to 10 day delivery pile of clean clothing. He was kind and brought my stuff up yesterday. We have watched Sunday Morning with Jane Pauley as we always do. We have eaten half a muffin, and we have sent out hope that G can find a parking place on his half of the park. It’s PRIDE here in San Diego and there’s no parking in the PRIDE half of the park.
I lost last Saturday’s photos. Somehow, I managed to drag and drop them somewhere and they vanished. For those who don’t know, that photo at the top is of us and the Queen Mary.
Queen Mary Updates.
"Today we come to the happy task of sending on her way the stateliest ship now in being.” King George on the Queen Mary’s launch.
There are history’s, photos, and the story of her long journey from Liverpool to LA. Not only was that an epic journey, it was a horror story.
Here is another link that should be amusing. The San Diego PRIDE Parade. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0Gp5wrt-fnU
(Just to let you know, thinking has gotten hard for me. Typing is worse.)
It was a fun ride up to LA in Grumpy. George ordered a scooter, and it was waiting for us at the hotel. There were a lot of scooters to be seen, but there were even more strollers. Disneyland was wall to wall strollers. There were rides like this one where you had to adapt finding a way to clamber aboard no matter how hard it was.
They know those of us driving scooters need areas to sit on them. Here is G on the flat place at the end of a railway car. All through the parks, I found these scooter compromises but nothing for the thousands of strollers.
Radiator Springs amused me. There was no special ride, but the details of the tires and phone lines on poles left me smiling. The skies were filled with lines and cables when I was a kid. They slowly disappear now.
The scooters were parked outside the Ferris wheel, but there was parking right next to a loading area for those of us who were slow.
They were to be here at one. Delayed, they arrived about four. She had been gone for two months to the Philippines. She took her son, Max, who was enthusiastically spoiled by every relative within shouting distance especially by her mom who also has cancer. Yesterday we got to meet this great-grandson for the first time.
He loved the chairs in the dining room. Round and round he went. He was fascinated by my watch. He became marvelously well behaved by a ride standing at the front of my scooter. Of such small things is bonding made.
Of course the RAV4, Gus, was a detailed topic of discussion. New RAV4’s are, base price, 26 thousand, but with tax-license-dealer prep-and options, the final price is around 40 thousand. George confessed to spending 11 thousand fixing him back up.
