Virginia Beach in pictures, in which I interrupt your reading flow
On Thursday night we drove down to Boston. It seems the longer we live in Vermont, the more shocking it is to leave this small state of 600,000 and realize how many people there really are on the earth.
The next afternoon, after a harrowing taxi ride to Logan, Jordan, Steve and I flew to Virginia. The view of infinite blue from the plane, while pretty, also brings me to the topic of:
eye debris. I don’t know about you, but when I look at a blue sky, it often serves to heighten my awareness of small translucent shadowy objects floating around in my eyeball. The eye doctor told me that they are debris that become detached and float harmlessly around. When they travel in front of your retina, you can see them against a background (foreground?) like a sky. They are not unlike microscopic creatures you might observe in biology class lab. This always makes me slightly nervous and I watch the debris drift across my vision carefully, because if one starts wiggling around like a paramecium, that’s when I’ll start screaming.
We arrived at Virginia Beach.
We had a nice, relaxing, damn good time.
Jordan and Mom went on the ride that Dad and I went on a couple years ago.
It costs $20 bucks a person. It’s worth it.
Aargh, surrender your booty.
Blacklight miniature golf in 3-D.
Sun, sand, sea, shells and brain freeze. Life was good.
1 Comment »
cresmer on 18 May 2006 at 9:47 am #
I think that same $20 ride was $10 at last year’s Champlain Valley Fair…