Not San Diego (Luckily)

Not San Diego, but San Diego’s crowds. They kept on coming.

Might have resembled the veeeeeery beginning of San Diego’s “show”…

Resemblance over! We had color, we had smoke. But then we had more color. A spectacular exhibition. Sorry, San Diego.

Poetry in the sky.

Look at them. This is why we came, why I squelched my fear of crowds (kettle corn also helped). Completely worth the chaos.

About PB Rippey

Writer, wife, mother, grateful. Fiction, memoir, poetry, kidlit (MG), member SCBWI.
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4 Responses to Not San Diego (Luckily)

  1. Beth Hull says:

    Kettle corn helps everything.

  2. Marieke says:

    Oh, I hear you. I too conquered my fear of immersing myself with 2 toddlers into a crowd. Not quite to the point I needed drugs, but a glass of some sort of beverage for the 21+ would have helped. It was totally worth it, yet happy I don\’t have to do this again for 364 days.

    • PB Rippey says:

      M–sometimes it takes a village to not only raise a child, but make sure he doesn’t get lost. If the village isn’t handy, perhaps a chocolate martini when it’s all over and they’re home safe in bed. Of course, if he gets lost IN the village, then we really have problems…Kettle corn! Kettle corn!

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