Tigga, Please…
As expected, the crowds were light on the 5th. Pretty much everyone who had been at Disney the night before was too tired to show up the next day. Except … Continue reading Tigga, Please…
Category: Travel
A safe insane 4th
After exiting the shuttle bus, Oscar ran, dragging us on his leash, to the Disney Kennel Club. He seems very excited to be able to get some sleep after staying … Continue reading A safe insane 4th
Dog Tired
Oscar the wiener dog made sure that we didn’t sleep too long. He started baking early to valiantly defend us from the cleaning lady. We loaded a sleeping Sasha into … Continue reading Dog Tired
Kick them to Sacramento
This morning began our drive from Portland down to Sacramento. This was a much shorter drive for today than we were planning originally, which was truly welcome. But if there … Continue reading Kick them to Sacramento
Wurlitzer Oregon
I suppose that I do more writing in the latter half of the year, mostly because of the recharge from vacation, which is where we are now. Specifically, we took … Continue reading Wurlitzer Oregon
With a Squirt gun?
Mornings are never pleasant. I never sleep well after drinking, which means that I never sleep well, period. But adding in a strange hotel room, 11 hours of jet lag, … Continue reading With a Squirt gun?
Red Means Beautiful
It should be noted, that Red Square, was not only not red, but it was neither a square. It was much closer to a large gray rectangle. As was noted … Continue reading Red Means Beautiful
Speeding under Moscow
For the most part, when you think of a subway, your head fills with Letterman jokes and the Michael Jackson “Beat it” video. Subways are dirty, noisy, cramped municipal tunnels … Continue reading Speeding under Moscow
Na Prava!
Outside the hotel the drive up was laid out with what may have once been nice landscaping, but the beds and medians were just dirt at this point. The Hotel … Continue reading Na Prava!
That’s just Moscow…
The Aerostar Hotel was a large, square concrete structure, with a large, square, concrete overhang covering the drive up, supported by large, square, concrete columns. And it was grey. Inside … Continue reading That’s just Moscow…
Welcome to the Aerostar
The ride into Moscow from the airport was yet another surreal exercise. All of Russia was a place that would make Salvador Dali say, “woah, fuck this!” and become Amish. … Continue reading Welcome to the Aerostar
Poulsbo and back again
Well, I had a delightful little case of food poisoning last Wednesday, and 24 hours and 5 pounds later, we were scheduled for our trip out to Poulsbo via the … Continue reading Poulsbo and back again
Cognitive Dissonance 