Two days to go!
March 12 -
Some of you may have been curious about this photo of Kevin. The shot I so artfully captured is not one of the tent imploding on Kevin, nor is it a picture of a man who has fallen asleep while doing his daily duties. What he's doing is attempting to rescue my glasses that I've failed to remove from the tent. You see, every night, I put my glasses in the little pocket above my head and every morning, I remember to take them out and put them on my face. My track record's pretty good with this. But sometimes I forget. The last time I forgot, my glasses remained rolled up in the tent until that night.
I'm not exactly what you would call "careful" about my glasses. As a matter of fact, I don't think I'd be described as "careful" or "cautious" about much of anything, let alone my glasses.
Because of this lack of regard for my own personal belongings, every year or so I need a new pair. Preferably something different than what I had last time, because not only am I generally careless, but I also get bored with looking at the same face in the mirror everyday.
At this point, I'm beyond needing a new pair of glasses. My current pair is so scratched up that even when I clean our windsheild, I think it's still speckled with bugs. Held in one light, the lenses look merely blurry. Held in another, they're an intricate spiderweb of cracks and scratches. The frames are also bent so that the glasses are much closer to my left eye than my right. I'm sure that this can't be good for my vision.
Why have I waited so long to replace them? We've been on the road, for one thing. The other is that my doctor's office is like the bermuda triangle coupled with Hurricane Andrew. Going into the office is like entering a three-ring circus where you're expected to participate. It's a family business - the Rubensteins - and their myriad of loud assistants who alternate between helping you, yelling at the doctors, and giving you free stuff. All of this at a high-speed, mixed with three Jewish doctors all yelling right back at their assistants. The typical visit can last more than three hours. And that's just to get your glasses adjusted!
Needless to say, I like to give my eye care professionals their space. Being on the exact other side of the country should be enough. Ordering my new glasses, the optometrist in Seattle acted as though it would be no problem for her to call my doctor in New York and get my prescription. Hah! How naive. I gave her the number, then watched her make the call. She got off the phone about a half-hour later looking very confused. But she got the prescription! That's better than I could have done. Because of her bravery, I've got my new pair of glasses. I feel like I've been squeegied back to life!
Now I'm in the honeymoon stage with these glam glasses. For the next few months, there's a chance that I'll actually use the case they came with, rub them with the "special" cloth, and not fall asleep with them on. I'll even try not to toss them in the sand when I go swimming. This is my definition of real love.
But sadly, it won't last forever. I'm like a little boy with a new Tamagochi. The first few days are magical and that little electronic pet is fed and loved overtime. Then, slowly, the boy gets fed up with the constant attention it craves and it ends up getting traded in the school yard for a couple of Pokemon cards. By the time we get to Australia, these puppies will have worn out their welcome and I'll be seeing the world through scratch-coloured glasses once again.
But until then, it's going to be a beautiful relationship.
If it doesn't stop raining soon, I'm going to leave this country
Dash Point State Park
We are not happy. It's rained three frickin' nights in a frickin' row. Argh. We even tried to hunt down the KOA to find a Kozy Kabin. They didn't have any. Finally, we snuck into a state park later than we should have, and the host took pity on us and let us stay. What a kind soul.
|K's Order:||Cinnamon Roll Oatmeal|
|A's Order:||Apple Oatmeal|
|Shared:||Chicken Carbonara Sub|
|Dinner: ||Barnes & Noble|