Travel companions

We’re back from a week in California, and visits to relatives and two theme parks. Ordinarily a coaster lover, the Gibber’s very coaster ride of the trip — the large, rickety Ghostrider at Knott’s Berry Farm — set the tone for further adult-ish attractions (“No, I don’t want to go on that”) and in turn kiboshed a planned visit to yet a third park. He did fine on the smaller ones.

For me, Legoland is still bringing forth entertainment in the guise of being internally re-colonized by another brand of e-coli. I contacted the park and had a pleasant chat with their head chef, who promised to do an investigation. A lesson learned: Don’t eat anything not cooked while on vacation (e.g., salads).

I will finish with: Immodium is fucking magical.

I have to go.

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2 Responses to Travel companions

  1. ECM says:

    “I have to go.”

    Haha! Thank you for the very late night laugh!

  2. Jonathan says:

    I feel your pain. 🙂

    Great blog, btw. Been reading it for far too long today. Bookmarked for later, though. 🙂


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