Days Four and Five: College
Dec. 23rd, 2009 09:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bironicTwo for one today, since tomorrow I'll be traveling.
4. I was cleaning up my apartment tonight and found a napkin from the summer on which I'd written a memory just for this. It's from a visit my family took to the Experience Music Project in Seattle.* We were on vacation in Vancouver and drove down to Seattle for a day (which turned out to be a few hours because it took so long at border customs). One of the things I remember from the museum is sitting in the café or rest area after walking through the exhibits, and declaring that Neil Young and Tiny Tim were my top two scary-looking people.
*This was, tragically, before the Science Fiction Museum existed.
5. The reason we were in Vancouver was that my parents had booked a cruise for their 25th -- although by the time we went, it was their 26th -- wedding anniversary, and brought my sister and me along for one of the bigger vacations of our lives. It was a wonderful trip, but things were not rosy. That was, I think, the summer before they announced they were going to separate, and two summers before they actually did. We were on the ship the night of my birthday. It's possible there hadn't been a fight, but things were generally tense, even if only with the tension of constantly suppressing something. I remember stepping out onto the tiny balcony and gazing out at the water, the steadily passing coast thick with evergreens, the sky -- still light at 10 p.m. -- and half-waiting for someone to come out and acknowledge my brooding. Eventually, I think, we were all there, looking up. We wanted to see auroras, but we could never stay up long enough for it to be dark enough.
4. I was cleaning up my apartment tonight and found a napkin from the summer on which I'd written a memory just for this. It's from a visit my family took to the Experience Music Project in Seattle.* We were on vacation in Vancouver and drove down to Seattle for a day (which turned out to be a few hours because it took so long at border customs). One of the things I remember from the museum is sitting in the café or rest area after walking through the exhibits, and declaring that Neil Young and Tiny Tim were my top two scary-looking people.
*This was, tragically, before the Science Fiction Museum existed.
5. The reason we were in Vancouver was that my parents had booked a cruise for their 25th -- although by the time we went, it was their 26th -- wedding anniversary, and brought my sister and me along for one of the bigger vacations of our lives. It was a wonderful trip, but things were not rosy. That was, I think, the summer before they announced they were going to separate, and two summers before they actually did. We were on the ship the night of my birthday. It's possible there hadn't been a fight, but things were generally tense, even if only with the tension of constantly suppressing something. I remember stepping out onto the tiny balcony and gazing out at the water, the steadily passing coast thick with evergreens, the sky -- still light at 10 p.m. -- and half-waiting for someone to come out and acknowledge my brooding. Eventually, I think, we were all there, looking up. We wanted to see auroras, but we could never stay up long enough for it to be dark enough.
