Cross Country #42 Thoughts from Mark

Expressing feelings:

After my mom tells her deep thoughts and I'm to follow up with my own, it's like she has just put $100 into tzedakah and I have 25 cents in my hand.

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At the end of the cruise and the Kallah I was expecting a big goodbye closure but the other kids didn't understand that so it never happened.

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At the end of dinner, little Natalia was going "tickle, tickle, tickle" and tickling everybody.
I wanted dessert so I told her to say "dessert, dessert, dessert" while tickling everybody.
And she did that...

I then layed out a scene.

She's in kindergarten playing in a sandbox and a little boy starts tickling her.
She goes home and tells her parents, "Mommy, Daddy, I was playing in the sandbox with a boy and he desserted me!

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Have you ever noticed how people are always conveniently the age needed to get in discounted, or so on? I mean, how many people do you think tell the guy at the ticket booth that their 15 year old kid is 14.....when kids 14 and under are free?

On this trip, I have posed as many ages. I am usually never my actual age, 13.

Using the whirl pool in Oregon - 14 ( so able to swim without adult )
Aquarium in Alaska - 10 ( free if 10 or under )
Alaskan Cruise Ship - 12 ( half price )
Plane ticket to Seattle - 52 ( used Barry's plane ticket to get to Seattle. Can you guess how             old Barry is? )
Science museum - 11 ( half price )

Ironically, at a beer festival in Oregon I was able to be my regular age - 13.

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Since we went from the Kallah and happened into a beer festival we decided to retain a little spirituality by singing a traditional Shabbat song: me pee ale, me pee ale.....

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Poetic Justice?

While walking on a beach, I was trying to bridge a gap. I jumped and landed with my right foot in the water. My shoes were wet. Instead of spending the rest of the day in damp shoes and trying not to wet them any further, I jumped into a pool of water a little above ankle high, drenching my shoes (and pants, and socks....) and ending the need of a sense of cautiousness when I was around wet areas.

Oh, the outcome was that I had to wear dress shoes for the next two days and my shoes had to go into the dryer, causing them to get even scroungier.

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Thought mom was the only one who could throw in a pun at the right (or wrong) moment?
Well, I have had a few of my own.

Just to wet your appetite:

Barry: The hotdogs are very expensive, would you rather have a bagel?
Mark: No... but I was thinking. What if they were to set up a sweepstakes, and the          award could be - winebago

            (win a bagel)

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It seems weird to me how my great long 1 month trip is just a decent sized chapter in Mom and Barry's 3 month cross country trip.

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Flying home, I look out the window. On top of the left wing it reads:
Do not walk outside this area.....

Think about it.

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Later,
Mark
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