saturday, september 04, 2004
San Jose and stuff
Mister Kyle goes to school here in southern California, but during the summer, he’s home in the old Capital of the Silicon Valley, San Jose. After three weeks apart we were withering away, so I went to visit him.
The plane ride going there was just long enough for a complete meal of sunset and honey peanuts.
Some things are very alien if I think about them: plane rides, the face of a donkey, auto shop in a high school, the abandoned forts of San Francisco, and my boyfriend’s grandma’s sister’s daughter’s home.
On Saturday, we went to the super-cheesy-lame Santa Cruz Boardwalk, rode the merry-go-round and ferris wheel, ate disgusting funnel cake, had lots of fun, etc.
I want to construct a post-modern boardwalk. It will have a limited color scheme of red, grey, black, silver, and brown. Concession stands will only carry Joyva halvah, baklava, Silk soymilk, and vegetarian sandwiches. The rides will be minimalistic — chunks of curved plastic for the merry-go-round, a completely black rollercoaster, and no spinning rides that make Mister Kyle sick. It will be a very good boardwalk. It might be nowhere near a beach.
We took a trip to San Francisco and roamed around. That’s the boy, on our Twin Peaks hike (firey blue dragons [ambiguously] included).
We also went to the Winchester Mystery House in San Jose. I remember reading about it in some book-of-facts a long time ago. Thursday, we went to the little Happy Hollow kids’ park + San Jose Zoo, which all seemed kind of half-hearted until I found the mini-house full of history stuff: newspaper articles, old signs, old t-shirts. Then, it was very cool.
