In other news, I owe several updates (and that's not counting the ones which in the past, were promised, but then cast off and forgotten like used kleenex. I'm not a very conscientious blogger, it seems), so here's one. The tale of Legoland, Moppet and Me.
I went to California, as mentioned previously, to visit Moppet. While we were still in the planning stages of the visit, she kindly asked me what I would like to do. I had only two requests: Hillcrest Farmer's Market, and Legoland. I'm very happy to report that she humoured me in both these requests (Hillcrest was less of a chore, in that it led to delicious edibles including Cherimoyas, Guavas, and Lamb Stuffed with Goat Cheese).
Legoland, though not actually in San Diego (did you know California has a Carlsbad? And it isn't through a vortex to WarCraft, it's a real place!), is a fantastic land full of these magical little blocks that they call Legos. They have historic parts of American cities made of legos. They have dinosaurs made of legos. They have Caroline Rhea made of legos (no, really). They also have rides (why yes, I will go on the lego version of "It's a Small World"! Thank you for asking!) and games (And the gold medal in stamping-the-face-on-the-lego-head is...Moppet!) and demonstrations of how these blocks are made. It is all in all, a grand place full of joy and laughter, where all is right in my heart.*
We wandered the country for an astounding 4 hours, far surpassing our projected stay of 1-2 hours, and it was totally worth it. We came, we laughed, we left. Best amusement park ever.
*almost all is right. They are severely lacking in lego-food. Wherefore your Mickey-churro, Legoland?
