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vaca so far
Nov. 10th, 2008 07:59 pmI'm in a bit of a weird predicament, that this place is both awesome and sad at the same time. Awesome because everyone's really nice, and sad because the economic slowdown means a lot of empty marketplaces.
I visited the science museum here, as is Kibological custom, but the place was overrun with children, more so than most science museums I'd been to. It seemed the only thing there inclusive of adults was the IMAX movie. They show four different films throughout the day, and the one I saw is partially set in the Grand Canyon, and one of the other ones is entirely set in the Grand Canyon. Arizona gets a lot of science press, it seems.
Harder to find a restaurant than I'm used to. I don't know why. I ended up buying pierogies at another big indoor marketplace, and they gave me a plate full of them with a knife and fork and a Snapple, but there was nowhere to sit anywhere. I ended up finally finding some empty benches surrounding this comedy magician that did some escape act while going through insufferably long tangents involving his audience volunteers.
Ferry rides everywhere, and parks, and beaches, and dogs and birds and ducks, and more museums that I ended up not going into at all for whatever reason. I explored the woods next to the music academy. When I got deep enough, I saw some tents and umbrellas set up somewhere in the distance, and that was when I turned around and tried to get back out, with some difficulty, but not much.
After a lot of walking, I finally found a bus stop that went definitively where I wanted to go next: Chinatown. And I found a restaurant there with dim sum and steamed buns. It had a beggar parked outside whose story was that he'd been there for two hours trying to score up enough for a steamed bun. I ndined inside, and had potstickers and shrimp dumplings. After that, I wanted to order steamed buns, but they make you do that at the register, and I couldn't get helped, so I walked out and took the ferry back to my hotel.
I was all set to have crepes for dessert, but the crepe place closes at 7, and I got there at 6:50, which is apparently too late. Yeah. In this economy. So I went next door and got an overpriced cookie. I think I'll just buy some snacks at the supermarket and stop breaking my back trying to give people money.
My room has a refrigerator and a microwave. Not a minibar, or any other collection of objects that the hotel charges me for if I dare to use it. A real working mini-fridge, completely empty. I could have bought a half-gallon of milk and a box of cereal and some styrofoam bowls and been set for breakfast for the whole trip. And I would have, if I'd known that there aren't a lot of places open for breakfast here. I've been McGriddling my mornings away.
There's got to be more to vacations than looking for something to eat. Which is why tomorrow, I'm taking a seaplane tour.
And I must say, I love the idea of two-dollar coins, except when the panhandlers start coming out.
I visited the science museum here, as is Kibological custom, but the place was overrun with children, more so than most science museums I'd been to. It seemed the only thing there inclusive of adults was the IMAX movie. They show four different films throughout the day, and the one I saw is partially set in the Grand Canyon, and one of the other ones is entirely set in the Grand Canyon. Arizona gets a lot of science press, it seems.
Harder to find a restaurant than I'm used to. I don't know why. I ended up buying pierogies at another big indoor marketplace, and they gave me a plate full of them with a knife and fork and a Snapple, but there was nowhere to sit anywhere. I ended up finally finding some empty benches surrounding this comedy magician that did some escape act while going through insufferably long tangents involving his audience volunteers.
Ferry rides everywhere, and parks, and beaches, and dogs and birds and ducks, and more museums that I ended up not going into at all for whatever reason. I explored the woods next to the music academy. When I got deep enough, I saw some tents and umbrellas set up somewhere in the distance, and that was when I turned around and tried to get back out, with some difficulty, but not much.
After a lot of walking, I finally found a bus stop that went definitively where I wanted to go next: Chinatown. And I found a restaurant there with dim sum and steamed buns. It had a beggar parked outside whose story was that he'd been there for two hours trying to score up enough for a steamed bun. I ndined inside, and had potstickers and shrimp dumplings. After that, I wanted to order steamed buns, but they make you do that at the register, and I couldn't get helped, so I walked out and took the ferry back to my hotel.
I was all set to have crepes for dessert, but the crepe place closes at 7, and I got there at 6:50, which is apparently too late. Yeah. In this economy. So I went next door and got an overpriced cookie. I think I'll just buy some snacks at the supermarket and stop breaking my back trying to give people money.
My room has a refrigerator and a microwave. Not a minibar, or any other collection of objects that the hotel charges me for if I dare to use it. A real working mini-fridge, completely empty. I could have bought a half-gallon of milk and a box of cereal and some styrofoam bowls and been set for breakfast for the whole trip. And I would have, if I'd known that there aren't a lot of places open for breakfast here. I've been McGriddling my mornings away.
There's got to be more to vacations than looking for something to eat. Which is why tomorrow, I'm taking a seaplane tour.
And I must say, I love the idea of two-dollar coins, except when the panhandlers start coming out.
