Chris Walsh (chris_walsh) wrote,
Chris Walsh

Drivin' to Trekkin', plus family and food

Preparation is good.

Preparation let me be out today from 11:30 a.m. to 9:00 p.m. and have everything I'd need in my backpack or otherwise on me: books (of course), a water bottle, sunblock, a blanket, a ball cap, and my appetite. Oh, and boots, because there was going to be walking!

Though instead of walking at first, Mom drove me around. She picked me up and took me and another of our family members, 6-year-old Eloisa, to Lebanese lunch at the NE Broadway Nicholas's. Our fellow family member, Aunt Nancy Weare (still here from Guam), rendezvoused with us there -- she'd come from another direction -- and we ate well. If we hadn't needed to go elsewhere, we might still be eating, because we had a lot of food. (I mistyped that as "good," WHICH IS ALSO TRUE.) My food was mjadra, a jasmine saffron rice and brown lentil dish (plus olive oil, spices, and caramelized onions). Not the easiest talking-visit, since we were next to loud A/C vents, but all four of us were pretty busy stuffing our faces.

I didn't walk yet then, either. At least not much; we didn't need to walk far back to the car. We re-rendezvoused at Eloisa's house -- oh, to explain, Mom and Aunt Nancy were babysitting Eloisa while both her parents had other obligations -- and hung out for a bit. Eloisa got Mom to draw, which Mom doesn't usually do. "I can only draw St. Bernard's," Mom said. "They're just ovals." They had fun doing that.

Oh, STILL not much walking. Instead I gave Mom directions to Cathedral Park in North Portland's St. John's, where Cathedral Park is and where the opening night of Trek in the Park was. I got to the park at 2:30 -- two-and-a-half hours early for the show, because the crowds get BIG. As this crowd was, too. The books came in handy, plus I visited with friends in the crowd. There! Walking around! I did it!

Trek in the Park, as it's always been, was a blast. Tonight was the first night of its fifth and last summer, and this summer's show adapts "The Trouble With Tribbles" by David Gerrold. I'm very happy with it -- the moments of wordless comedy, the way the Atomic Arts troupe figured out how to do one particular gag (I'm not giving it away! If you can, you should go see it!), the exasperation of Capt. Kirk (by the reliable Adam Rosko), the oily charm of Cyrano Jones (nice to see Bobby Roberts stretching his acting muscles; I'd never have imagined Roberts as Cyrano Jones, but I'm glad Atomic Arts did), and those tribbles...and tribbles...and tribbles...

Finally, there was my most walking again. Those boots came in handy! Up the hill from Cathedral Park to Lombard, where I got a bus to downtown, then another bus to my home neighborhood. And then home, where I made cheap steak and grits for dinner. My stomach has thanked me. Again.
Tags: peregrinations, portland, star trek

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