When the Hosenfelds go to California we always do it in style. In the past we have rented a beach house: fully furnished, fabulously decorated, fantastically adjacent to the beach. These vacations have been the highlight of our year; having all the Hosen's living together in harmony. Relative harmony...mostly. Twenty three people in the same house at the same time. Six different mini-families in the same house at the same time.... Everyone in the kitchen of the same house at the same time. This year mom went ALL IN! I mean she took all my dad's money and threw it into the most beautiful beach house I have ever imagined. She rented one of those untouchable movie-star type palaces that I used to stare at in absolute awe! And it was 100yds from our beloved San Clemente beaches. There was a jungle pool. There was a hot tub. There were decks. The big kids played together, the "littles"got along and the parents were sooo happy and content. Nothing more to say.
We reluctantly pulled ourselves away from paradise for a day trip to San Diego, which turned out to be another success. La Jolla sea lions and tide pools were a great addition to this excellent experience.
Hey! I just reached a milestone in my life, and it came right on time. Disclosure: It's all about ME... I have a daughter who graduated from high school. I didn't have to do ANYTHING. She enrolled in these AP and CE classes? Whatever... turns out she got college credit for stuff and now she's going to some higher education place. She is going ALL-OUT on her future or something? Anyhow, she wore some "rope" around the neck of her graduation gown and stood up when the speaker said "honor student". I'd like to think that I had a part of her ambition. But I didn't.... I'd like to think that I'm a proud parent of an extraordinary, independent, sassy daughter. And I am! I take credit for that.
Graduating Class 2017 DAVIS HIGH SCHOOL (850 Seniors)
Proud Mom, Proud Dad
THE UNFORTUNATE VICTIMS OF THIS MILESTONE: GRANDPARENTS
The biggest fish in the world! Sleek fins, large swishing tail, menacing gills, huge gaping jaws.....but no teeth? Whale sharks are like the old folks of the shark species, they swim slowly and aimlessly around with their mouths open, toothless. Whatever tiny marine life they plow through is drawn into the mouth funnel and filtered. They don't chase prey or rip anything apart. They cruise harmlessly just below the surface. And when one comes up on you they are massive. You stick your face and mask in the water and watch the spotted beast slowly pass below you like the enormous battleship in Star Wars.
Los Cabos, Mexico is not authentic. It's a hustle.
It's a place where you can buy junk made in China, peddled by inexhaustible vendors rushing to you all at once..."hey beautiful ladies, 50% off special deal only for you"
It's a place where you need to keep a wad of one dollar bills in your pocket to tip the persistent and pervasive mariachis and table side serenaders.
Also a place to create your poker face in a high stakes game of Hold 'Em.
We also found the beauty that the hustle can't corrupt. The ocean was beautiful and the idyllic rock arch still held it's mystery
We escaped the hustlers and participated in the pursuit of a giant beast of nature that only few see. Somewhere out in the Bay of La Paz swims the whale shark. Barely beneath the surface we catch a glimpse of a dorsal fin and then a large, slowly approaching shadow in the water. We dive into the bay and try to find this massive creature, and when we find it we swim along side it.
searching for the gentle giants which live in La Paz Bay
It happened to me. After a long sit on a plane for an obscene amount of time, I arrived in Thailand with elephant feet. I could feel them tingling with tumescence. I had to squish them into my flip-flops like meaty sausage. Later, when I took my shoes off there was an indent carved into my skin, like meaty sausage... I've seen this condition before; in old women with circulatory problems and generalized "oldness" symptoms. They are told to wear pressure socks and take diuretics to keep fluid from pooling in their 70 year old feet. But since I had just been sitting for 24 hours with my feet low I figured I would just walk it off. After three days of walking the streets of Bangkok I still had these bloated stompers. The older women in the group complained of swollen feet but I never once admitted that I too was suffering. That would just be humiliating!
So I went through my whole vacation with inflated balloon feet, elevating them at night, semi-concerned that I may have a persistent condition, like forever. But after arriving back home to the desert my feet mysteriously deflated to normal within a couple of hours.
(my bones and veins and tendons are buried)
Wet season, Dry season It's a big deal! There is a massive yet shallow lake in central Cambodia which provides fish for all of South East Asia. In November, after the rains, it swells up and leaves the trees and roadways submerged. During these times a fisherman might only have to climb 10 steps up to his house which is perched on stilts. His only way of transportation is his fishing boat. Then as the months progress the lake dries up and almost disappears, causing a river to reverse it's flow and the folks who live in floating houses to seek wetter wet. The stilted houses are on dry land and a fisherman must climb 30 steps up to his house. Now the rice farmers take over. There is a lot of trade going on.
Great Tonle Lake, Cambodia
This fisherman moves his house to where the fish happen to be, soon the lake will be 1/4 this size
From Northern Thailand to Cambodia!
I know that most people think of Cambodia as an unknown nation, a blank space in the world. There is good reasoning for this. Until 1992 this country was scary! Civil war, genocide, starvation, land mines, unspeakable brutality and torture to human beings. This happened a mere 20 to 30 years ago.
Every single family in Cambodia has experienced tragedy and untimely death. They are a solemn people. Yet they are thriving. Tourism is bringing back prosperity and hope and happiness. Siem Reap, Cambodia, home to the famous ancient ruins of an amazingly flourishing past, is a testament to the remaking of a happy Cambodia.
This is the largest religious complex in the world, 1000 years old and one of the Seven Wonders. Built of solid stone blocks which were quarried 20 miles away and intricately carved and placed specifically to depict the sacred mountains and the history of the Khmer Dynasty.
There are other such complexes, although smaller, which have been reclaimed by the Cambodian jungle. These have been practically untouched, unrestored and left to our imaginations. Ta Prohm is such a place. When the jungle is not kept at bay it will destroy all that is put in it's way. A seedling which sprouts in a roof tile becomes a massive tree, sending it's roots to seek soil. What once was a magnificently carved edifice becomes encased in the tree's roots and is therefore the jungle itself.
Ta Prohm: My favorite ancient site of human endeavor
mossy, ruined, amazing
And then there are the places which make a person happy and proud. This next ancient site is recognized for it's remarkable face carvings of the tranquil and effervescent Buddha. All is well, all is good.
Sometimes we all hear jokes about a person being "special" or "rides the short bus" or " isn't all there". Well, that kind of describes my Tanner although he is a real person. My Tanner is sweet, affectionate and forgiving. Many times I am unkind to him because he is so messy, so difficult and so time consuming. But before I know it, he is right by my side giving me a hug or gently touching my face. He looks into my eyes with a sincerity unmatched by anyone I have ever known. It is at these moments that I feel such an intense love for this boy. I just poke him in the tummy and he laughs heartily, forgetting that I was ever mad at him in the first place. So, through all the tough spots and sacrifices we make as a family, Tanner adds a unique element to our lives....he makes us admirable.
hailey (17 yrs)
Whenever I think of Hailey, I picture a playful little ten year old. Except these days she is so grown up and responsible I hardly give her the credibility she deserves. Hailey handles this family with a maturity that I respect so much. She is a rock. And although I never need to worry about her I almost wish she needed me more than I need her.