The title of this blog, "The Eunice Burns," is inspired by an excellent movie called, "What's Up, Doc?" If you haven't seen it, you should. There is a character who at one point clarifies that she is not, "a Eunice Burns, I am THE Eunice Burns." We are individuals. We are unique.
Sunday, April 4, 2010
I took a trip with Scott down to Carlsbad Caverns. (Matt couldn't afford the vacation days.) My parents were meeting some of our friends from Albuquerque in Roswell, and I tagged along, and my sister came, too. We drove around in a rented Yaris--very cute, and roomier than you might think. Roswell was a total joke. $5 to get into the "museum" was too much. It was like a 7th grade science fair from 1978. If you ever have to decide between Roswell and almost anywhere else, you can skip the Alien Museum and Research Center. For $6, you can go to the Carlsbad Caverns for 3 days... so, ya know. Here are some photos my dad took, because I was too lazy to bring my camera.
I think these are called draperies. This is called "popcorn." Scotty, awake! He actually took a little nap on each of the two hikes. Mom, Maurine, and me. Scotty, after a long day of hiking... he looks SO tired, huh?
I don't actually think I was there for those last two photos. I only went on the two self-guided tours, and I'm pretty sure these are from a guided tour that I skipped because (a) I was dog-tired and (b) I couldn't bring Scotty. It was a good time, though, and I'd definitely go back.