I'm still getting a feel for Boise. I never connect with a place until I spend time wandering about without a tour guide. Luckily, circumstances allowed me to borrow the BMW for two drives today. The first one was a short trip to Albertson's, Sonic and the closest Starbucks. The second, much longer, was a trek across town to drop my parents at their motel by the airport and, afterwards, reward Skylar for her patience dealing with toddlers by treating her -- and myself -- to a banana split at a nearby Denny's.
Yes, Denny's. Things close early in Boise, in contrast to Tucson, and I wanted to be sure that she got the treat I'd promised. The banana splits were tasty enough -- they are hard to mess up, as I noted to the cashier afterwards, responding to the "How was everything?" question -- and we had a goth punk waiter, which delighted the Bean. She is developing quite a body of alternative taste preferences, at least for someone of her generation, from Marilyn Monroe to boys who, "look like Sami." I won't say I'm pleased, because I'd be pleased with whatever made her happy, but I do feel blessed to be able to have such great conversations with her.
The trip has been good, certainly, but also tiring. As a Bad Subjects flyer once stated, "Hard. Good. Free." Being around a high-energy three-year-old boy is intense. Being around my whole family at once is also intense, though in a negative space sort of way. And being in a subdivision, Hidden Springs, that is like a gated community without the gates has been intense as well. I get nervous in that sort of environment. Even the eight-cylinder BMW in the driveway and the Lotus in the garage here make me nervous, though it's more like nervous excitement. I don't live like this. Nor do my sister and her husband, for that matter. It's a prized, twenty-year-old Lotus and the BMW is an older model as well. Nevertheless, my initial impulse was to recoil into a ball of tension. Now I just want to drive the BMW some more. Well, it's time to get to work, if I can still muster the energy. Tomorrow we are supposed to go rafting on the Boise River, which should be a lot of fun.