QUICK! TO THE BATCAVE!
"I don't care where we go
I don't care what we do
I don't care pretty baby
Just take me with u"
last sunday i found myself exactly where i was meant to be.
now typically i don't make such grandiose findings on my daily activities. ok, maybe i do. hello, i'm a blogger. i can find meaning in a trip to starbucks. but for the most part, my activities are very much planned. i'm not really a go-with-the-flow person. because one thing life has taught me is not to leave much up to chance. i'm just not that lucky. you only have one shot at this life, so you have to make it what you want it to be. and sometimes things don't go as planned and you end up somewhere you didn't plan to be at all.
and that's just how the world works.
i fully accept the universe and its penchant for instability, mocking my plans or embracing them. thoughtfully plotted or not, one thing always leads to another. the way spring turns into summer and days bleed into the night. and as out of balance uncontrollable life can feel, when you really stop and think about it, it all makes complete sense. i never look back on things and think, hmm... i wonder why that happened. because there's always a reason. whether its fair or not, hindsight or foresight or WHATEVER. whatever will be, will be. you are always where you are meant to be.
what the heck am i rambling about? i'm getting there.
so almost two weeks ago, prince died. josh broke the news to me via text + sad face emoji (can't even admit how much i have learned in the past three years with the aid of circular yellow symbols). and it made no sense whatsoever. no way dude. that dude was immortal. no one could pull off a lace blouse like him. and he had so many hits... i mean everyone loved prince. how could he leave us? but then i thought of bowie. prince was at least in good company.
so i accepted it. blogged about it. listened to every prince song twice and that sinead o'conner ballad. i cried. because nothing compares to prince. later, when the boys got home we all watched the batman movie starring michael keaton. because prince did the soundtrack. and the boys like bats. this lead to the inevitable mild obsession with all things batman since hello he is a talking, ass-kicking bat. so naturally i decided hiking bronson cave, aka the batcave, was in next in order. and so the next day we went.
this is one deep blog i say!
and it's also pretty safe to say that our in memoriam hike to the batcave will be tough to beat. a few photos...
before we go on, and here on out, bronson cave will be referred to as the batcave. and at the base of the batcave trail is a playground. YES! i will always be grateful for the abundant amount of playgrounds in this city.
and bubbles. bubbles never get old.
nor do goldfish.
i always pack one for each item for both max + knox. because do they really always have to share? if it was an issue i would press it more, but max loves to share everything with knox. lately he's even taken to feeding us.
and then this happened. i forgot how huge beetles are! I don't think the boys had ever seen one before.
i would have freaked had you put that thing on me... but max loved it! knox just wanted more goldfish.
so PSA. there's no real map or directions to the batcave.
just ominous markers like this.
we followed the fellow hikers. they looked like they knew where they were going.
yup. a mile in josh admitted we were going the wrong way.
knox didn't seem to mind a bit.
we should have listened to you max!
and after a mere 2/3 of a mile... there they were. the batcaves!! we all legit freaked out.
insert inaudible squeals.
we ran in and out of the three caves over and over.
and pretended to be super heroes. me + max! the dynamic duo! or just a couple of dorks.
PS: if you ever can't find knox just look for a mass of dirt or a pool of water.
respect. was not surprised to see this here ONE BIT.
and then we flew down the mountain. like the batman!
so to quickly recap my dramatic opener, whatever got us here, i'm so glad we came.
bam boom sha-zam! the end.