The tours of Yosemite we were considering all had people commenting about motion sickness when traveling from site to site. You may recall how I feel about twisty hilly roads. What about the altitude? Would we be able to comfortably do all of the walking/hiking required at those elevations? We also weren't sure if there was enough to do for a week there (I think so, but it's hard to say), if Luke would get bored after a few days, and accommodations were difficult to come by without a fairly lengthy drive every day. And then there is the time difference, something I had not thought of until just a day or two before we told him about the trip. Luke routinely wakes up at 6:30-7 AM when left to his own devices. Now subtract 3 hours. Who wants to get up at 4 AM on vacation?! Or be in bed by 5-6 PM? Hmm, this is starting to sound less and less fun. Dad genuinely appreciated the thought, and I intend to make him swear to me that he *will* go to Yosemite, with or without us, in the next few years. He had been researching eastern or central time zone alternatives, and had a proposal to make.
Boston! I am ashamed to admit that Boston is not a possible destination I had considered, though I should have remembered he has never been. Plus we talked it up quite well after our own trip back in July 2003 (just a few months before I started this blog; wishing I had chronicled that trip is one of the things that lead me to actually starting blogging). I was both surprised and pleased by the suggestion. To be completely honest, the thought of traipsing around outdoors every day for a week really did not appeal to me. A few days, sure, but I'm a city girl. I know it would be very beautiful and worthwhile, but there's only so much nature I can take! But I love my dad, and I knew he would love it, and I knew I would enjoy it once we were there, so I was willing to go. But Boston? DH and I had a *blast* when we went, and there were plenty of things, even obvious things (like the Old North Church and Paul Revere's House), that we hadn't gotten to do. I was very excited for my dad to finally be going Yosemite. But *I* am excited to go back to Boston!
Look out, Beantown! The W-G Clan invades Summer 2011!
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As a kid, I remember loving the Boston Children's Museum, so you should plan to take Luke there!
ReplyDeleteErin, you are so very fortunate to have such a wonderful father. To think that he would put aside his dreams of visiting Yosemite for your needs and challenges. That takes quite an amazing selfless person to do that. I truly hope that he his able to visit the park one day and not have to accommodate your needs before his own. Cherish him, he is truly a remarkable man.
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