Trip around the World

So, the boys and I sat down to watch Blade Runner last night: not the original theatrical release, the remastered director’s final cut with the unicorn and without the voice over — if you’ve ever seen the film you’ll know why it’s important to be specific. Sadly, Kevin and Shannon barely lasted through the first fifteen minutes, citing exhaustion and heavy eyelids as the reason. I can’t really blame them; the slow deliberate pacing of the film is not for everyone, particularly movie-goers in this post-Avengers world. Still the world that Scott drafted in the film delights me with its horrid beauty like a living breathing movie monster. If the boys could get past the pace, I think they’d find a wonderful enlightening experience.

What’s all this got to do with Disney and vacation?

Well, on Tuesday, we had stepped out into the rain to eat lunch at Epcot, which lies within walking distance of the Boardwalk Resort. Epcot unlike the other Disney parks is often ignored I think by the younger generations. It doesn’t possess the flumes, animals, and roller coasters of the more ‘fun’ parks, but offers a worthwhile experience if you’re willing to explore . . . and perhaps old enough to drink.  Just like Blade Runner. Continue reading

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Destination Unknown

The travel-bug has infected me as the snow-drifts melt around the house.  Ryan calls it Spring-fever; I call it unemployment, but it amounts to same thing.  Technically, the disease is a perennial one — for me at least — like hemophilia or guys born with three nipples; my whole lifestyle, a pastiche of half-finished novels, video games, comics, manga, and Lego castles, stems from this unquenchable need to explore, to vacate, to drive child-stuffed vans across state borders.

Yet this whole . . . condition does seem to strike more violently in March.  Mostly it’s the anticipation of travel, the need to get away from these four walls for a while.  Spring for all its pleasantness offers little in the way of excitement in Baltimore.  I mean, the leaves return if you’re into that.  Birds chirp; flowers bloom; bees freak me out by dive-bombing my ears.  And the weather . . . of course, the weather’s nice, providing a time and place to which to travel.  School, college and homework crucify any and all travel plans. Continue reading