No More Spinny Cups.

Spring Break is almost over. Therefore, I now have more time in which to post...read: more time in which it's either work or blog (in which case I will almost always choose blog). Here's a quick, but selective recap of my break.

Jamie, Jamie's friend from Carleton, and I went to Disneyland. It has been many years since I have been to Disneyland, and while it was very fun and quite a happy place, it was a little bit sadder than I remember. It's not that I "grew up" and am no longer the child filled with wonder. The last time I went to Disneyland I was something like 17...it was more that Disneyland has become much more liability-focused. Consequently, many of the rides had been dumbed down: Star Tours didn't cause any whiplash -- in fact, it was more like I was in a swivel chair and somebody was jerking me around a little bit -- the Mad Hatter's teacups no longer spun on their own axis (I guess someone had complained about that), and the little rocket ships only went half as high as before. It's a sad, sad world when the teacups don't spin.

Also, some guy started yelling at his kid (maybe brother) who couldn't have been more than 4 or 5 years old, for peeing in his pants at the outdoor restaurant. Yes it's a little inconvenient -- but yelling at a four year old about peeing his pants and further embarrasing him in a public place is never good. Now some poor little kid's happy memories of Disneyland are forever tarnished. Way to go stupid dad/brother. Not to mention, I'm sure the Disney "Cast Members" (aka: Staff) are really used to cleaning up pee and it probably wasn't too huge a deal for them. They had a system and within two minutes everything was sterilized and clean again.

Then, my parents and I began our drive across the country. It was actually pretty great. I loved being able to see all of those cities and places in the middle of the country: saw Denver, Omaha, Des Moines, Chicago...um, Buffalo. Throughout the whole middle there, I felt very asian as everyone would stare at me and my family whenever we entered a restaurant in some small town. One woman I met outside the bathroom could not understand how I was from the U.S. and not from China. It was a little surreal.

We left last Sunday...made a stop in Vegas...and continued on our way. We actually got to Williamstown a day and half early. Neener neener neener to all those naysayers. Of course, now we have nothing to do...