Just a little hike from the parking lot, Palouse Falls is an oasis amidst a desert. We arrived in the late afternoon but the sun was still high in the sky. There were people camping, hiking, painting, and just hanging out. As the teens say these days, it was pretty chill.
La Jolla Cove, it’s stinky and pretty weird.
Sea otters I mean, seals are everywhere and they let everyone know, that this beach is theirs. But peoples still swim, snorkel, and all that jazz in the little cove of sand.
The beach is stunning, it really is. The path towards the cove wraps around for a perfect view of little people in bright swim suits next to big sea creatures in dark suits. Recalling these memories from only a month ago are all tainted with the delirious, tired feeling I have right now, writing this post. Isn’t being sick just great?
There are so many people in you, walking to this restaurant and that, that it almost reminds my of my hometown, Shanghai. You two are pretty similar, though with less bicycle-riders and food stands. The hotels placed on every single corners are grand, theme-centered, and have a casino at the bottom. I’m going to ignore you’re gambling side and focus on that one beam of light that shines directly on the clouds. I’m gonna ask you about those mountains that hover around you and make me feel as though I’m in this other world where everybody has endless money (which they don’t) and no one is relaxed and sober at the same time. But Las Vegas, I’m just talking about your main strip, not the hundreds of big houses in the desert, or the miles of windmills on the hills that make me feel as though maybe you are a little less wasteful. Your starless skies, your impersonating landmarks, oh how you make yourself fancier than Iggy Azalea.
I’d to hang out with you some time again, maybe after I go visit San Fran again, when I’m not with distant relatives that get tired easily and don’t plan enough time to truly enjoy you.
Have a good night, LV
I know you always do. 🙂
In case you were wondering, we stayed at the Planet Hollywood hotel and went to see the majestic, musical fountains in front of Caesar’s Palace.
Next up in our west-of-the-rockies road trip, the Grand Canyon. We finally arrived at the South Rim around 7 pm. It was not the best of planning that day. The drive through was absolutely beautiful, a single black line through the red carpet. When we arrived, we only had a few hours to take in the stunning views before driving back to our cabin through the dark, lightning-filled skies. Tip!! One day, or even two, is not enough to take in all of the grand C. There’s a special bus that takes you to the most beautiful road in the park, and only that bus is allowed to drive there. If possible, take a ride on as many buses as you can before they close. The next day, we went to Zion National Park. Similar to the Grand Canyon, but smaller, and with a orange highway they perfectly named “the carmel highway” running through the whole park. It was a nice stay-in-the-car experience, the last nature activity before we entered the city of lights and spending money on luck.
For the first two weeks of August, I went on what I called a west-of-the-rockies road trip. The first day consisted of a 13 hour drive from Seattle to Yellowstone. Our first night was at Grant Village. The next morning we headed out to the east side of the loop. And finally we arrived at the Mammoth Hot Springs. Possibly my favorite place we stayed this trip. There was this hill right next to our little cabin that gave a beautiful, chilly view of the whole town. The next morning we headed for the west side of the loop.
There were so many geyser basins, and they can all start to look the same after a while. But then you meet a bacteria-filled bowl of boiling water, and it’s stunning. We ended our Yellowstone visit at the Old Faithful Snow Lodge. There is a lot to do in Yellowstone and two days barely got us around the full loop. Three days would have given us time to see everything and enjoy each of the magnificent underground structures of My cousin and I went early in the morning to watch Old Faithful a second time before the sun rose and we headed off to Grand Teton, and Salt Lake City.
It’s been a year since I last visited the closest mountain to my home. This time snow-turned-balls-of-ice covered the trails and we made it barely five hundred feet before the rest of my family got turned around.
The sun was shining bright, without any clouds to block its way. I’ve been to Mt. Rainier at least ten times in my lifetime and it’s sheer size awes me everytime I see it on the horizon as we drive on a highway. It’s pretty beautiful too. Beautiful, and unchanging as far as annual trips go. So unchanging, that I didn’t see the point of going for most of the time. Things have to change to hold attention and to keep us interested in continuing on with what we’re doing, and even with our lives.
Change for the better, Mr. Mount Rainier.
One of my #successfulsummer goals was to do one fun thing a week. I did two. 🙂
*note* The photos above aren’t from the exhibit; I couldn’t take pictures there. 🙂
Thoughts on Modernism in the Pacific NorthWest:
- War can have such a big impact on everything.
- It started out with thin white on dark backgrounds
- Then more white
- and more white
- until it was more white than dark
- And there were influences from the church
- and the asian cultures
- There was a lot of uses of different perspectives
- Both in art and about the world back during the second war.
And then I went to the Museum of Flight.
Thoughts from the MOF:
- Airplanes are such an amazing invention.
- After touring the Concorde, I was in awe of how humans can be so genius. Faster than the speed of sound? Amazing.
- I also toured a retired Air Force One. It’s like a hotel room in the sky.
- And a Space Shuttle?
- I was walking in the same place astronauts had.
- And the painted dark walls made it feel like I was in space.
- Even the imaginary universe in my head was beautiful.
- The universe,
- is beautiful.
Thoughts from Idaho:
- Winning is a fantastic feeling, especially when there’s a big chance you won’t get it.
- Doubt can kill you.
- Western Washington is the closest desert there is to me. Dry, flat, and a few houses like the ones from Saving Mr.Banks (the old western one).
- Rollar coasters are scary af. I don’t know why, because it’s just a lot of screaming and feelings in your stomach but it’s enough it make my say omg a hundred times.
- Almost all 8th grade dudes have the douchebag gene in them. Some are just more dominant than others.
- Idaho? No, youdaho.
，Hello! Being in a special little country, I don’t have wifi, like ever! 🙂 So I’m sorry that my I haven’t kept up my daily posts, I’m mostly sorry to myself. But! I have here for you today five thoughts about my trip.
The air smells of second-hand smoke. All the time. Actually, it smells like the years being taken from my lifetime.
Smog. In a place with hundreds maybe even thousands of skyscrapers, you can even see anything past the nearest buildings. And that’s if your on the eleventh floor.
Okay, every single ad includes a QR Code. Take note.
Libraries are more like book sanctuaries. Well, important (non kid books) are stored in a tower/building that has the perfect temperature and humidity to keep the books in pristine condition, as long as possible. It’s great, except for the fact that you can’t browse books, you have to know exactly what it is. It’s good and bad, eh.
There’s no color in this city. (Btw, I was in multiple cities). Maybe it’s just winter but everything is brown, grey, or gray.