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The Fairchild Gardens were a hit.
It’s an amazing place: huge in scope, an amazing collection of different plants from around the world, and they synthetically combine statues with the plants to make a very neat display.
Plus, while Marsha and I were there, we started taking cheesy pictures for fun. I would suggest a picture, sure that Marsha wouldn’t do it, and Marsha would go ahead and do it, and we came up with some hilarious stuff. See for yourself:
Afterwards, Marsha was feeling that she had perhaps been a bit hasty.
Marsha: “You like that gorilla picture?”
Me: “That’s the best!”
Marsha: “Would any of your other girlfriends have done the gorilla pose?”
Me: “No, not at all. But very cool that you did.”
Marsha: “Why?”
Me: “Because every guy wants a girl that can do the gorilla pose. We aren’t really open about it, but when guys get together for bonding and we’ve had a few drinks, we confess to each other that all we really want is a girl that can do a good gorilla pose.”
The garden closed at 5:30pm, so we left the park (after having to get out of the car to chase away a lizard that was sunning on the road and didn’t want to move) and tried to get back to the hotel.
Getting back was like this:
“Take this highway,” said Marsha, “and go until you hit 95. I’m positive.” So, I took the highway she recommended.
(10 minutes later)
“No, no, this doesn’t look right. Do a right turn here, and keep going until you hit 95. I’m positive this is it.” So, I turned right.
(5 minutes later)
“Turn right here! Turn right here!” I turned right, but I was beginning to suspect that Marsha perhaps did not know our exact location, given that we had just done a large U-turn.
(5 minutes later)
Marsha: “Okay, take the next right.”
Me: “Ummmm, huh?”
Marsha: “Take the next right. I’m positive.”
Me: “I think you lost the right to use the phrase ‘I’m positive’ about two direction changes ago. You said you were positive the last three times… and they were three different directions!”
Marsha looked at her map again. “I’m pretty sure this time. Please don’t question me or my authority while I am looking at the map, you make me all nervous!”
It was actually pretty funny. It might sound like we were on the brink of fighting, but in fact everything was fine: I wasn’t stressed, we had enough gas in the car, and there was nowhere that we had to be at a particular time. But it was fun to tease Marsha about getting us lost, while she tried to defend her haphazard directions by saying that we had simply taken the “scenic route.” (Of course, it would more accurately be a “scenic circle.”)
So, we went back to the hotel, and instead of going out partying and clubbing, we’re instead sitting in the lounge drinking white wine and writing about all our funny stories so that we don’t forget them.
Yes, we’re odd. We don’t watch TV; we exercise while on vacation; and we’re blogging about our experiences instead of going out drinking on a Saturday night.
But right now there is no place I’d rather be, and no one I’d rather be with.
The Fairchild Gardens were a hit.
It’s an amazing place: huge in scope, an amazing collection of different plants from around the world, and they synthetically combine statues with the plants to make a very neat display.
Plus, while Marsha and I were there, we started taking cheesy pictures for fun. I would suggest a picture, sure that Marsha wouldn’t do it, and Marsha would go ahead and do it, and we came up with some hilarious stuff. See for yourself:
Afterwards, Marsha was feeling that she had perhaps been a bit hasty.
Marsha: “You like that gorilla picture?”
Me: “That’s the best!”
Marsha: “Would any of your other girlfriends have done the gorilla pose?”
Me: “No, not at all. But very cool that you did.”
Marsha: “Why?”
Me: “Because every guy wants a girl that can do the gorilla pose. We aren’t really open about it, but when guys get together for bonding and we’ve had a few drinks, we confess to each other that all we really want is a girl that can do a good gorilla pose.”
The garden closed at 5:30pm, so we left the park (after having to get out of the car to chase away a lizard that was sunning on the road and didn’t want to move) and tried to get back to the hotel.
Getting back was like this:
“Take this highway,” said Marsha, “and go until you hit 95. I’m positive.” So, I took the highway she recommended.
(10 minutes later)
“No, no, this doesn’t look right. Do a right turn here, and keep going until you hit 95. I’m positive this is it.” So, I turned right.
(5 minutes later)
“Turn right here! Turn right here!” I turned right, but I was beginning to suspect that Marsha perhaps did not know our exact location, given that we had just done a large U-turn.
(5 minutes later)
Marsha: “Okay, take the next right.”
Me: “Ummmm, huh?”
Marsha: “Take the next right. I’m positive.”
Me: “I think you lost the right to use the phrase ‘I’m positive’ about two direction changes ago. You said you were positive the last three times… and they were three different directions!”
Marsha looked at her map again. “I’m pretty sure this time. Please don’t question me or my authority while I am looking at the map, you make me all nervous!”
It was actually pretty funny. It might sound like we were on the brink of fighting, but in fact everything was fine: I wasn’t stressed, we had enough gas in the car, and there was nowhere that we had to be at a particular time. But it was fun to tease Marsha about getting us lost, while she tried to defend her haphazard directions by saying that we had simply taken the “scenic route.” (Of course, it would more accurately be a “scenic circle.”)
So, we went back to the hotel, and instead of going out partying and clubbing, we’re instead sitting in the lounge drinking white wine and writing about all our funny stories so that we don’t forget them.
Yes, we’re odd. We don’t watch TV; we exercise while on vacation; and we’re blogging about our experiences instead of going out drinking on a Saturday night.
But right now there is no place I’d rather be, and no one I’d rather be with.
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