Family Trip to St. John

Belated as usual -- the bug bites and sunburns have finally gone away. In spite of both those factors and the familial impatience from being out of practice at long family vacations, I'm glad I went. I had gotten worried on the second day, as the prime activities were swimming, snorkeling, hiking, visiting ruins (who knew the Danes settled anywhere but Greenland?), and window shopping. How was I to avoid boredom over the following week? Well, I managed, with a little help from a crossword collection, GAMES Magazine, Nabokov's Lolita (too bad we had no dictionary), and a set of videos at the house where we stayed.

I considered taking a Kinky Turtle approach to this entry by drawing an extended cartoon, with fewer event details than he includes. But as you can guess, I'm not very industrious about these things. Besides, I wasn't sure how/whether to anthropomorphize my family, and my sister is "camera shy."

( Points of interest )

Much as I like the climate, I would never move to an island like St. John. It feels claustrophobic to me, even if my mom says a small continental town feels more so. But a short visit is nice.