I came back from my family vacation this afternoon. Yes, I’ve been on vacation (to Las Vegas, Grand Canyon, Los Angeles, San Francisco, and San Diego, since the 8th); that’s why the front page has looked pretty barren for awhile.
I didn’t announce my absence ahead of time due to security concerns – I don’t want anyone breaking in because I couldn’t resist blogging. It’s like wearing a Kick Me sign on your back, except it risks considerably more than back pain.
I don’t have time to post any of the pictures that I took yet, but here are some notes, in no particular order:
Some Californians apparently couldn’t come up with a good name for their little street. So they named it Zzyzx Rd.
In the course of the vacation, we traveled through three countries: the US (of course), Navajo country, and the Republic of California.
California may have a great highway system, with all its HOV lanes and on-ramp meters and such, but it still suffers from a grave issue: whenever there’s an accident, or an arrest, or a sight of any degree of significance, every single driver has to completely stop and look for three minutes, and only then continue driving. Move along now…
I’m a bit dissatisfied by what passes for landscaping in the greater Las Vegas area: it’s like Japanese Zen gardening, except… without the plants.
There’s still this brewing debate on whether California should be allowed the huge share of water that it now uses. I figured that Californians could just say, “Okay, we’ll give you the water from now on. But try to grow food for the whole nation on your land.” About three miles later was a sign along the highway that read “Food Grows Where Water Goes.” Nice. But in Los Angeles, there were plenty of lots where the grass was being excessively watered, even drowned. I suppose that grass is food too. Is it being used for grass juice, supposedly very popular on the West Coast?