Have you met a fellow blogger before?
Well, I met LuAnn of Paint Your Landscape some months ago this year.
This gal is hard to reach because she’s always on the road. So when she finally hit California, I contacted this celebrity RV’er to make a reservation for an exclusive meet. A lot of RV’ers, who I pretty much envy, always organize a meet whenever they find a chance to be in the same location. So having to meet a big favorite RV blogger of mine, it was such an extreme excitement and joy for me. And for one day I also felt like I was in their click.
We met halfway between where we were from each other which is Dana Point. Well I recently broke my GPS, and I have a poor sense of direction. So when I got closer to Dana Point, this awful guy had to call her for directions. (Way to go, Rommel). She got there early, and I, on the other hand, had to be waited on. It was really my initial plan to give her a bad first impression so I can swoop in later on with my winsome personality. (For the record, I’m only kidding)
We greeted each other personally for the first time at the Ocean Institute. We saw an octopus passing from one tank to another tank through a tube. She dipped her hand to feel the starfish. There were children learning how to dissect a squid. We wander around eyeing more aquatic animals.
After that, we decided to look around the area to see more of Dana Point. We took a walk, talked trash about other bloggers (I kid, I kid), and spotted a bed of familiar birds.
She got so bored with me that she decided to just ran away from me. (I kid again)
At some point, I felt like she was thinking that I’m only trying to exhaust or test her willingness. And so I did the same thing and ran away from her as well.
We ate a nearby restaurant, talked some more trash about bloggers (I joked for the nth time), and then parted ways.
Before all these, I warned her that I might suffer a panic attack out of social discomfort. I think the only sign was that I snickered a lot. Well at some point, a homeless guy asked us for some spare change. Me and Lu looked at each other. Here we are, two strangers, only were connected through blogging and were meeting in person, and this random event occured…. Neither of us pulled anything from our pockets. Personally, there are just other ways to help these people. What I’m really getting at is I think it says a lot about how we approached each other. There was no measure of modesty, no pretentiousness, or we don’t have to act like we can walk on waters. We were in our normal selves. That’s exactly what I wanted. I have to know that I can be whacky, make mistakes, or be serious, in order for me to be comfortable around someone I just met. I’m glad I didn’t have to use a paperbag I reserved in case of palpitation.
THANK YOU, LuAnn!
Now, I can look back at Dana Point in a more distinctive way than my other California travels.
As for my Throwback Thursday picture… For your amusement ….
Me, my cousin, my father, the city mayor, some extras and my mother who was crowned Mrs. East Rembo (my hometown district) of ’91.