Travel thread

[dad]

We got invited to Taos for Spring Break. Hoping to get a couple of hikes in.

[Chris_H_2]

We’re in Palm Springs via Las Vegas (Death Valley National Park) for Spring Break. Seeing Tay Tay on the 25th to kick things off.

Also, just finishing planning our trip to Italy in June. Two weeks in Rome, Positano, and Taormina. It’ll either be fantastic or a complete shit show. Can’t wait.

[dad]

Also, just finishing planning our trip to Italy in June. Two weeks in Rome, Positano, and Taormina. It’ll either be fantastic or a complete shit show. Can’t wait.

I would love to hear/read about this when you return. We're going to Europe for our 10 year, and we're trying to decide what cities we'd like to hit. My BiL and his wife recently got back from London, Paris, and Rome, and absolutely loved Rome.

Just looking at options.

[Anders]

We’re in Palm Springs via Las Vegas (Death Valley National Park) for Spring Break. Seeing Tay Tay on the 25th to kick things off.

That sounds incredible.

[Chris_H_2]

We’re in Palm Springs via Las Vegas (Death Valley National Park) for Spring Break. Seeing Tay Tay on the 25th to kick things off.

That sounds incredible.

i'm really looking forward to it. we're doing a helicopter tour of the hoover dam and grand canyon. pray for us.

[Anders]

We’re in Palm Springs via Las Vegas (Death Valley National Park) for Spring Break. Seeing Tay Tay on the 25th to kick things off.

That sounds incredible.

i'm really looking forward to it. we're doing a helicopter tour of the hoover dam and grand canyon. pray for us.

I will.

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[dad]

We got invited to Taos for Spring Break. Hoping to get a couple of hikes in.

Some of my favorite eating ever was in Taos. Can’t imagine many of those spots survived Covid but it’s really an affordable culinary gem

We've opted to politely back out of the Taos trip, and have planned our own trip to the Grand Canyon, and whatever things we can get into.

I'm stoked. Desert Spring Break.

[Bammer]

I ended up getting a cheesesteak at the underwhelming food truck outside the stadium

[spike]

Ah yes, a famous Bay Area cheesesteak.

[dad]

Ah yes, a famous Bay Area cheesesteak.

the ultimate mid-life crisis purchase.

[spike]

Ah yes, a famous Bay Area cheesesteak.

the ultimate mid-life crisis purchase.

I think that’s protein powder.

[dad]

We got invited to Taos for Spring Break. Hoping to get a couple of hikes in.

Some of my favorite eating ever was in Taos. Can’t imagine many of those spots survived Covid but it’s really an affordable culinary gem

I don't remember anything specific about food in Taos since we went there for a day trip. Everything is green chile this and that. However, in Santa Fe, where we were staying, we went to this place, https://www.paper-dosa.com/

It was delicious.

[Bammer]

Ah yes, a famous Bay Area cheesesteak.

the ultimate mid-life crisis purchase.

I think that’s protein powder.

Nah I think it’s very expensive tequila

[wease]

Did you get to meet McHammer?

[Bammer]

Did you get to meet McHammer?

No but I did get a foul ball and gave it to a young child who may grow up to be an MC Hammer fan.

[doug rr]

so ive not felt well at the last few days..probably from the stress of upcoming stuff...anyway we flew back to California yesterday..I have literally flown probably 1 million miles in my life..turbulence has never bothered me and ive been in some good ones..we flew threw that atomospheric river yesterday and man was the last half just horrible...already having a bad stomach at the time and used 2 barf bags..first time ever in. my life I ralphed on a plane...

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[dad]

sorry, doug.

[96583UP]

barfing on plane the worst

the nausea inescapable til landing

feel better, fren