A few months ago, my folks took me to the Pacific Northwest to visit Papa’s childhood home and some good friends along the way. We started up in Arcata, where I immediately felt really small.
Just a few blocks away, I met Siddiq and Matina — my new God-Grandparents!
Then I saw the house Papa used to play in when he was my age. Damn Papa, what’s wrong with you?
Then I hit a playground, the beach, and a hippie potluck. Jah!
After Papa tossed me around the town green…
… we headed inland …
… stopping in Lake Tahoe where I took a nap as Mama took a dip …
… skipped some stones …
… and had the best day of my life!!! TRUCKS!!!
Against my best efforts, we weren’t able to relocate into the Tahoe Fire Trucks and had to keep moving to Marin Country to visit Mama’s old pal, Lu, Robert and Cleo …
… before hooking up with my very awesome and mature and smart cousin, Daisy, and my aunt and uncle, Star and Dave.
All in all, I loved it and WILL return!
