Last weekend, we went to the zoo. (Click on the sheep for more of my lovely zoo pictures). It ended up being a lovely day. Tomorrow we leave to spend a weekend in Yosemite. I am so excited to visit this park. Growing up, we never had a reliable car and couldn’t afford to travel by plane so I’ve been pretty much nowhere and seen pretty much nothing.
The first time I flew I was a junior in college. When I took a friend to the airport the year before the first time I flew, I commented on the fact that they weighed your luggage. Evan at the time said to me (quite incredulously), “You never noticed that before?”
At the time, early in our relationship, I was way too embarrassed to say that I had never flown before or even really been to an airport. I don’t know if at that point in time Evan really realized how different my childhood was from his. He was a lawyer’s son with a stay-at-home mom and I grew up in an single parent household, where my mom would walk miles and miles to and from college to save the 25 cent bus fare. I still remember this kid in elementary school telling me, “You don’t dress nearly as bad as the other poor kids.” Sometimes it is still difficult to reconcile me from my childhood with the gainfully employed “doctor” that I am today.