Boychild skedaddles out the rabbit hole, leaving Baba in it. Children’s Fairy Land, Oakland.
 As we have in past years, our family unit is relocating to the central coastal part of the state for the next week, to commune with the beloved’s dear Angeleno friend and her two kids at said friend’s parent’s place. Said friend’s parents habitually relocating themselves to the mountains of Idaho around this time. Do-see-do, around we go. Costs us zip so we’re all aglow. Might even sip some fine Bordeaux. Kids bliss out big, from head to toe.
As with past years, I may or may not find internet access, and may or may not be able to partake of it without leaving the rest of  the family unit bereft. All’s I know is, no internet where we’re staying, so it’ll be itinerant internet at best.
Which will surely do a body good. Â Happy early August to all you fine folks in the meanwhile.
Have a great vacation!
Talk about a literal blast from the past…I saw this picture and instantly remembered being there when I was probably about the age of your daughter. I had no idea that I’d ever been to Children’s Fairy Land, although the name sounded vaguely familiar when I read the caption to the weekend picture. But the experience of exiting the tunnel into the deck-of-cards-people is a memory that’s percolated through my brain before, even though I couldn’t figure out where it might have happened, and now it’s come into full focus. What a trip!
–Enjoy your well deserved vacation with the family!
Thanks, gals! It’s a tribute to the thoroughness of the vacation that I only now, a week into it, have been able to access and moderate these kindly words of yours!
So glad, theredbaron, that this image worked like the proverbial Proustian madeleine for you. Me, I was glad to get outside. The older I get, the claustrophobicer I get. Here are some more pictures of the place, amidst an account of Baba’s Day a few years back. Make sure to click the link on “Okay it was scary to me” for another bite of madeleine. (!)