We took off on Friday night and stopped in St George. While it was quite cold the kids still decided it was time for a jump in the hotub.
Arriving in San Pedro we went straight to my friends Allison and Greg home for dinner. It was a perfect welcome back home. I don't keep in contact with a lot of high school friends but it was great to know that some people make me feel like twenty years isn't a very long time.
We stated at Aimee's lovely home and had street tacos at Andrew's house.
We spent a day at the
LA zoo, with Dani and Wally, where I hadn't been since I was a teenager. The kids especially loved the komodo dragon and the koala bears.
San Pedro parks, what a beautiful place to grow up....
We took the kids to the
La Brea Tar Pits. I don't think the museum has been updated since I was a kid, but the kids didn't seem to mind. Their favorite part was trying to pull these polls out of the tar.
While Lonnie waited at home with Trent to pick up Dani at the airport Andrew and Tom took Max, Maya, Stella and Sam to the
Petersen Auto Museum while Aimee, Laura and I went to the
LA County Art Museum, which was a wonderful treat. We took the kids back later after the Tarpits just to take photos in this awesome installation. Maya also wanted to see a Degas pastel drawing of ballet dancers and after seeing the painting made me promise I would buy her oil pastels.
Trent practiced his dance moves on the Tar Pit grounds.
We drove out to Bakerfield on Tuesday, spent a lovely evening with Bob, Leslie, Gina and her family. Gina's son Grant agreed to come with us the next day on a long drive out to Sequoia National Park.
We got to hug trees, which was the main mission for the trip.
We had Allred Thanksgiving. I can't remember the last time I had been with my grandma, aunts, uncles and cousins for Thanksgiving. It was great to be with all our family.
Piles of cousins watching the kids put on a show in Bob and Leslie's bathroom.
The performers....I loved having my kids get to know my side of the family.
We left Bakersfield on Friday afternoon, stopping at
Manzanar for a sober glimpse at what fear and prejudice can do. We then spent the night in Bishop before heading to
Mammoth Lakes. The weather was perfect. These small lakes were frozen over and people where sliding all over the lakes. The kids had a great time.
We managed to get s squinting family photo.
Two of my handsome boys.
Another attempt at a family photo.
Lonnie rarely lets out his inter geology geek, but thankfully he let us in on the secret of the
Obsidian Dome near Mammoth.
I'm proud to say we all collected rocks.
Not far away we stopped at
Mono Lake and saw the Tufas. There is no one better to travel with than a geologist.
We then drove through the night to get home at 2am. It was a wonderful trip. Have I mentioned how cool it is to travel with my geologist hubby?
No comments:
Post a Comment