Thursday, October 25, 2007

Visions of Good Times That Brought So Much Pleasure Makes Me Want to Go Back Again

Ok, faithful readers, as promised, here is my post-vacation post. We went to Florida. It was awesome. The whole thing pretty much came about from my parents. I guess the company that my father works for had a pretty good year last year and so my dad got a hefty-sized bonus as a result. My mom asked him if he wanted to go to Europe, take a cruise, etc, with the money but instead he decided that he wanted to take all of the grandkids to Disneyworld. Apparently the old man is a softie at heart. So, my parents organized this whole big trip where my family, my sister’s family, my brother, and both my parents would converge on Orlando during the October teaching break (my mom, sister, and brother are all teachers) and do the whole Disney thing, compliments of my dad. The mrs. and I decided that we would go out a few days before the scheduled meet-up and spend some time at the beach to get some much needed R&R. And let me tell ya, as fun as we had being with my family at Disneyworld, our time on the beach was definitely the highlight of our trip. We made no plans and we had no schedules. We literally just went to different beaches up and down the eastern shoreline and enjoyed the ocean. The girls had a blast. They never got bored just running in and out of the waves for hours, or simply making castles in the sand. The mrs. didn’t want to leave. She went from never seeing the ocean before to now trying to figure out how we can buy a beach house. I wouldn’t mind. Summers in the mountains and winters on the beach sounds mighty fine to me.

Anyway, here are some pictures from the trip:


Here is the view from our hotel balcony. We originally had a different room, but I worked my Johnny mojo and got an ocean-view suite on the seventh floor. As much as I love the mountains, I could definitely get used to a view like that every morning.



We went to several beaches during our stay, but this picture is of Sebastian Inlet State Park. This place was pretty nice. The waves were pretty rough for swimming (but apparently world famous for surfing) on the ocean coast, but inside the inlet the waters were much calmer. One of the coolest parts of this beach was that from the jetty pictured above you could see a lot of dolphin jumping in the water. Supposedly you could see manatee as well, but we didn’t spot any that day. We did see a jellyfish though. The girls were fascinated. The mrs. was disgusted. It looked like a big glob of petroleum jelly to me.

We had originally signed up my oldest daughter for surfing lessons before we left so we could give her an experience that she couldn’t get here in landlocked Colorado. However, when we got there the surfing place advised us that the wave conditions were way too rough for a child her age/size. So, I took the lesson instead. I didn’t do too badly, either, for never having been on a surfboard before. I got up the very first time, and a few more times after that, even. And that was in rough conditions. I guess I’m like a total surfer dude, now, bro.



Your choice of captions:

“Just add water”

Or

“Ok, you’ve got the pose down. Now we need to work on that tan…”



And here’s me riding the wave back to shore. That was a lot of fun, and believe it or not, a lot of hard work. To me, the hard part wasn’t trying to stand up on the board; it was trying to paddle out against huge, salty waves crashing in your face just so you could get far enough out to get to that point. I would do it again, though, for sure.

Since we stayed just mile or two south of Cape Canaveral, we were lucky enough to catch a rocket launching one morning. We saw this liftoff right outside our hotel room. That was pretty cool and totally unexpected.



Of all the fun things we did, though, my favorite was just simply being with the mrs. and the girls and watching the waves roll in. With as busy as everyone’s lives are with school, work, lessons, and just about every other obligation that keeps us constantly on the move, it was nice to just relax and spend time together as a family.




And speaking of family, we eventually had to leave the beach and go meet up with the rest of my family in Disneyworld. As relaxing as the beach was, Disney was the opposite. We were non-stop-go the whole time we were there. But we rode all of the rides, saw all of the parks, and hugged all of the costumed characters walking around. We even got my mom to ride on Space Mountain, no small feat, let me tell ya. Disney is everything you expect it to be. It’s huge, it’s commercial, and there are a lot of people there even in the off-season. But I have to say, though, that they definitely go all out to please. All of the rides were top-notch, the park is extremely clean, and if you are on the plan, the meals are huge. I had a great time and it was good to have the whole family together in one place for the first time in over two years.




It all went by way too quickly. Now I am back at work having slowly adjusted back to the old routine. I need to be rich so I can travel all of the time without the worries of my existing financial obligations. Anyone have any suggestions on how I can become independently wealthy? Thanks.

3 Comments:

Blogger Lance said...

Getting wealthy....hrm....I hear that there is buried treasure in the magic kindom's castle. You need only to look at the tatoo on the back of Mickey's shorn ear to find the map with the exact location.

As for Florida. I lived there. Its a wonderful place to visit. But your wife needs to get the idea of living there right out of her head. You two are at least three decades away from making Florida an acceptable home.

Also, you make an awesome surfer dude, brah.

Friday, October 26, 2007 2:09:00 PM  
Blogger Lisa V said...

Wow, who couldn't get used to that view?! Fantastic! And the surfing lessons? ARe you kidding me??? I am so jealous of you! Although i just saw Open Water on the movie network and it scared the shit out of me. Not sure I'll be swimming in an outward direction in an ocean any time soon. Went swimming in Montauk without knowing that it was the beach that inspired the film Jaws. Sharks are caught off of that point all the time. Fuuuuck.


Welcome back, beach bum!

Friday, October 26, 2007 2:22:00 PM  
Blogger john said...

LSD - I passed your insight regarding Florida residents on to the mrs. and she said the beach house didn't have to be in Florida. It could be anywhere, like Costa Rica...

SLG- I haven't seen Open Water yet, but the mrs. is also terrified of sharks. Her getting thigh-deep in the water was a huge milestone towards facing that fear. She's perfectly happy hanging out on the beach and listening to the waves roll in. Although she did say that she would try surfing if we went again, so seeing her go that far out would be well worth the return trip alone.

Monday, October 29, 2007 10:07:00 AM  

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