July 20, 2007

St. Thomians Attack Seaworld

My family shops like it's going out of style when they travel. Granted there is a method to the madness. Back home sundries and what-nots can be very expensive. It can be cheaper to buy stuff like clothes and stuff, and ship it to yourself back home. The cousins did a fair share of that. They got a lot of their school clothes shopping taken care of. Gawd, how I do remember those days. What a friggin' pain in the ass. Granted uniforms made shopping for day to day stuff to wear to school that much easier. Still it was a pain in the ass.

This being the tail end of their whirlwind tour of San Diego, everyone is pretty damned tired. I must admit that I am pretty damned tired having this many people in my pad at one time. But then I look at my g-ma & g-pa, and it's all good in da hood again. By now though people getting done with each other. That many people travelling, staying in confined spaces and being away from home. Oh yea, people are snipping at each other.

We FINALLY make it to SeaWorld in the early evening. We were all pretty exhausted and in no hurry to leave. It's a good thing too because there ain't much to see at SeaWorld in the evening time. Matter of fact, I think you could spend more time waiting in one of the lines, than actually walking around the circumference of the entire park.

The family apperantly has a tradition I didn't know about where they all go to the Olive Garden on the last night of their trip. Guess what, I sure as hell am not going to mess with tradition. haha! We went and it was good times yo. In my head I noted the lack of table manners for some of the cousins, and I was thinking to myself...dammit if that were me at their age, I woulda be smacked! My grandparents are slacking off!! haha!

So after dinner, I take my grandparents to Wal-Mart (shivers) because they have run out of suitcase room due to all of the aforementioned shopping they did. There is a line around the corner and I'm wondering wtf is going on? And it clicks - Harry Potter book release. So sad, so very very sad. We get the suitcases, granted at a really good price, but the quality is to be determined. Yes dammit, I am NOT a Wal-Mart fan!! So while we're standing in line, this ASS shouts out the ending. I'm shocked he didn't get his ass kicked!

Posted by tony at July 20, 2007 2:27 AM