My parents have a beach house in Pensacola, FL. Summer is here. The time is now. Carpe diem.
On the 27th, I am going to be driving out of Atlanta with the windows down, kickin' it hardcore to Mickey Mouse Clubhouse music (Come inside, there's fun inside), and suffering through the heinous 6 hours on Alabama highways of fun. Then we are spending a week in the surf and coming back home.
Memorial Day? Fuck that. Memorial WEEK is more like it!
Most likely going to hit the Naval Air Station museum again, barring some unforeseen closure or something. We did it last year with the daughter and she thought it was FABULOUS and she was only 2. Now she is 3 and super super on the ball. She is gonna totally fucking flip out this year. And the little boy is 9 months, so he is smack dab in the middle of "I must touch EVERYTHING" phase.
I am psyched!
But who am I kidding. I'm sure the enterprising reader knows I am really just doing field research for my upcoming pirate game. That and I fully anticipate having to watch Finding Nemo at least 4 times, so I am going to use that time to deconstruct the fine elements of story structure in a linear travel-based adventure design.
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