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May. 23rd, 2018 06:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cosmolinguistI've been feeling really homesick lately -- it's worst when the seasons change, for some reason, and also worst when my mental health is not great anyway, which it hasn't been -- so it's nice of my parents to try to cure me of this by dragging me away from soft-focus nostalgia to baffling reality.
Last week Andrew and I got a ticket for me to go back to visit this summer. It's for my grandma's 90th birthday, and Andrew managed to arrange the flights just right so the first part of the time I'm there is also the last weekend of the Minnesota State Fair, a festival in the secular religion of Minnesotanness and something I love and miss.
When I next talked to my parents on Skype, they mentioned the trip and said "We thought we'd pick you up at the airport and just keep on going up to [aunt and partner]'s."
My aunt and her partner live in Ely. That's practically as far away as you can drive in Minnesota and not be in Canada. Another six hours in the car, on top of the 16 or so I can expect to spend from the time I leave my house until I see my parents at the airport.
Not getting to go to the fair wuldn't have surprised me. My parents prefer the first weekend to the second one, which this'd be. (Hell now they're retired they can go on Senior Citizen Discount day during the week.) I accepted that was a possibility, but before I've even had a chance to talk about it with them, they have this plan all planned out.
I don't know why they're so intent on taking me to my aunt and partner's house but they've talked about it since they first visited the new place after Aunt and Partner moved out of the Cities. Except I do know: my parents like it, and my parents think all people like the same things so they're convinced I'll like it.
It's true I like Aunt (her Trump-supporting antisocial partner less so...) and it's true I love the north woods, and kayaking, and all that stuff, but I am already dreading the idea of another six hours of travel for no fucking reason as soon as I get to Minnesota!
Last week Andrew and I got a ticket for me to go back to visit this summer. It's for my grandma's 90th birthday, and Andrew managed to arrange the flights just right so the first part of the time I'm there is also the last weekend of the Minnesota State Fair, a festival in the secular religion of Minnesotanness and something I love and miss.
When I next talked to my parents on Skype, they mentioned the trip and said "We thought we'd pick you up at the airport and just keep on going up to [aunt and partner]'s."
My aunt and her partner live in Ely. That's practically as far away as you can drive in Minnesota and not be in Canada. Another six hours in the car, on top of the 16 or so I can expect to spend from the time I leave my house until I see my parents at the airport.
Not getting to go to the fair wuldn't have surprised me. My parents prefer the first weekend to the second one, which this'd be. (Hell now they're retired they can go on Senior Citizen Discount day during the week.) I accepted that was a possibility, but before I've even had a chance to talk about it with them, they have this plan all planned out.
I don't know why they're so intent on taking me to my aunt and partner's house but they've talked about it since they first visited the new place after Aunt and Partner moved out of the Cities. Except I do know: my parents like it, and my parents think all people like the same things so they're convinced I'll like it.
It's true I like Aunt (her Trump-supporting antisocial partner less so...) and it's true I love the north woods, and kayaking, and all that stuff, but I am already dreading the idea of another six hours of travel for no fucking reason as soon as I get to Minnesota!
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Date: 2018-05-24 08:59 am (UTC)and I'm assuming you don't have any non-family friends in Minnesota any more that you could prevail upon to give you a lift?
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Date: 2018-05-24 09:12 am (UTC)Neither this nor buses would solve this problem anyway: my parents won't go without me because they think I need to go. And there'd be no point me being at their house without them anyway.