Vacations are wonderful. Seeing family is wonderful. Seeing new places is delightful. So here is a bit of the saga of To California and Back with Vera.
Finally, all are seated, the lights dim and the captain's voice welcomes you and almost says, "Come on folks, let's get this show on the road (oops! in the air)."
About nine hours later I land in San Francisco after a brief layover in Atlanta. Family meets me and we exchange long overdue hugs and head down the road to the salad bowl of America, Watsonville, CA and environs. The next day we attend a county fair in the Watsonville area and have "fair food," see the ponies, cows, and chickens, ride the rides, and waft our way through the masses of humanity.
Being sure to get a bit of history into this trip, we went by the Carmel Mission where the first padres brought Catholism to the Indians.
After several lovely days with family (did I mention my four lovely granddaughters?) in Monterey, I went to San Francisco to be with more family (and another lovely granddaughter - this one has curly red hair). We only had about two days together, but we enjoyed our time immensely. We visited the Exploratorium of San Francisco and saw wonderful vistas of fish, swamps, a planetarium presentation, and so many opportunities to explore that simply boggle the mind.
Delightful food and wonderful company. Tightening the ties of love that bind us together as family. Exploring and delighting in each other as three generations experience the day to day emotions and activities of living. Ten days later I get aboard another Delta, lay over in Detroit, and return to North Carolina about 10 hours later. A tired, but satisfied individual who has experienced a vacation, beautiful sights and adventurous places, and strengthened the tie of family within three generations.