Well, well, Well. Good morning Ladies and Gentlemen, animals and fishes and all of the living things out there. This morning, I found myself in a little town called Cheyney-home to the Eastern Washington University Eagles. Yeah, you are right, those freaks that beat my Beavs early last season. Why am I here, don’t really quiet get it yet, but I am sure I will find out in a few short hours. Adding fuel to the fire is the name of this down, Cheyney of all things. I guess the rich are getting richer and we the poor are getting poorer.
You heard me right. First, there exist the Eastern Washington University that beat my Oregon State Beavs, with their ugly RED turf. Can’t stand them! Yuk. Hahaha. And then, there is the name Cheyney. If you remembered it, Cheney used to be the Vice President of these United States of America under G.W. He shot his friend in the face. Not only that, he was hunting Quayle. Remember Quayle. Hahahaha. He is a Republican and you know how I feel about those jerks. lol. So, here I am sitting in a small town named Cheyney – probably bought and owned by “THAT GUY.” :). Breakfast is coming up shortly so I gotta get this out first.
Forget politics and sports and let’s get serious about a typical Micronesian Spring Break, if there is such a thing.
At least to my understanding, Spring Break is everyday back in the islands. Every time, I got back from school, I would take my fishing pole and head for the end of the island to catch some fresh Lapulapu. :). Excuse my Chamorrita but yeah, there’s plenty of the smaller ones on the end of my favorite spot on my little island of Ifalik, the so called “the WARRIOR ISLAND.” My ancestors must have spent their Spring Breaks invading and conquering other islands. Gosh, I wish they kept the family tree notes somewhere so I know my relatives from all over the islands they conquered. Crazy ancestors. Wakakakakakz.
Back to modern days. I found myself, as a Micronesian parent struggle to understand what Spring Break really means and what role should I play. Every year, I would take my kids to places. Last year, I took them to the Western Part of Washington. This year, I decided to take them here to the Eastern side of the state. If only I work with those airlines so I can use the Buddy passes. hehehe. But I have ADSD and waiting in the airport will only boil my limited supply of blood. lol. So driving 2-5 hours can make d0 or as my friend would say, make due. lol. The one thing I tried to do it to go to the country side to show my kids there are places here in the Mainland USA that can be compared to our little islands.
Out here in the country side, the people are kind of isolated to themselves. There are probably towns that have no more than 500 people. So yeah, they may still be on the US soil, but their isolation is much like in the islands. The driving out here in the country side can be compared to trolling on canoes back home, there is nothing but farmlands. At times, you would come across farms of wind turbines and schools of cattle and horses, but it’s an open land mass of humongous proportion. ;). The views can be spectacular, especially the mountain views at dawn or dusk. In the open ocean, you can get sea sick but on land driving the highways, you can get car sick. Very similar. So to minimize the longing for home, all you have to do is go out and explore the country side of these United States of America.
Today, though, we will visit the Eastern Washington University, the Gonzaga University and then probably do some horse riding and Gondolas swinging. And as always, a Boardwalk stroll, as well as a Downtown window shopping is in order. Turned out, the sun is cooperating fully with me – blessed be to God. It’s awesome today. It should be a day full of fun!
So to summarize it all, Spring Break is what you make it to be. It can be a drive on the US freeways, or it can be sailing on the canoes back home, as long as you enjoy it and make sense of it all.