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Thursday, August 21, 2003 |
Redwoods Yesterday my in-laws, my family and I went on a long drive to a national park where a lot of redwood trees were growing and we spent a lot of time hiking in it. It was amazing, you know, the size of everything, the trees and the tree stumps and the branches that’d been torn off the trees by wind and lightening and stuff. I went into my nature-can-be-amazing mode and was duly impressed when I saw this huge banana slug. But the highlight of the day was when we stopped at this American family restaurant, set up cafeteria style. I have been going to a lot of Oriental restaurants, not only since we got to California, but just before, in Cleveland. All I can eat in Oriental restaurants is vegetable fried rice. But everybody else wants to go, and who am I to stand in their way? But in this American family restaurant I got to eat a veggie burger and French fries and orange (soda) pop and carrot cake and all the condiments (pickles, onions) I wanted. Boy, it was like being home again and really mellowed me out.
9:29:58 AM
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