Visit to the Midway

Back before the New Year, my husband and I, and one other blogger (Fuzzybear Lioness) made a visit to the Midway. We had tried to visit once before, but my little Oldsmobile began to sputter, leaving us to coast off of I-5. This slow death began around Memorial Day with a car full of passengers, when for no apparent reason, my car stalled in a parking lot.

Our second visit to the Midway was made in the Beetle, and I'm pleased to say that the drive was breakdown free. The only hitch was that I had a bad cold, complete with a cough and runny nose. Due to a childhood accident when my nose was broken in three places (and never corrected) my sinuses don't always drain as they should. It was a chilly, yet sunny day at the Embarcadero, and I found myself wishing I'd worn more layers. As I was not feeling my best, here is my concise and almost clear recollection of that day. If I hadn't felt so ill, I'm sure I would have enjoyed more of it since I'm such a history buff.

The flight deck was really cold as there was a strong wind that day. Brr! There were also some old-timers (volunteers) telling old war stories in front of different aircraft.

The "museum level" complete with cafe and souvenir shop was also very chilly. Although there were walls here, there were also many places that were open to the strong breeze. 'Brr, I could never live here' was my most dominant thought.

As we followed the tour throughout the ship we passed through various other levels, where I found myself thinking one of the following at every turn:

-It's too cold, I could never live here.

-It's too cramped in this section, I could never live here.

-It's too hot in this section, I could never live here.

-This part of the ship is too orange, I could never live here.

xoxox Tragic