LEGOLAND

Dear sisters,

Legoland is an amusement park? I had built up this warped idea of a lego garden of eden, draped in sunshine, with ripe, multi-colored lego bricks growing on luscious trees, ready for the picking, Judy Garland skipping along.

All those people did not appear in my fantasy.

The green dragon ride was favored, so was the Hidden temple, although the three minute ride in a jerky lego jeep, shooting laser guns at dusty lego objects, was a debatable trade-off for the 25 min waiting line.



But the weather cooperated. Despite the rain predictions, the windy mist cleared up on the first afternoon, and we actually had sun. Legoland was enough after one day, we all agreed. On Sunday, Jip won the 2nd prize in the hotel Easter egg hunt. In the afternoon we drove down the coast and ate pho (A. was starting to shake after three days cold turkey.) Monday, the pandas at the San Diego zoo showed us how lounging is really done.



Now back in SF, the sun is shining and spring break continues. I am trying to get the kids and their friends to the park, but they want to stay inside and play lego. I will tolerate it for another half hour (hour? 1,5 hour, 2 hrs? ) while I write this post. Then mandatory fresh air for all. Including myself.



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