After our 2 decade long flight, our zoomy fast long metal tube finally crashed into the gross, brown, sandy, floor and we made it to California.
I am not happy.
It was very hot and stuffy and my ears hurt, and there was loud, cryie babies and my ears hurt and Mother kept getting upset with me saying "be grateful you're even going with us. we should've left you at Grandma and Grandpa's."
I would've liked to stay with them. Grandpa Miller lets me fix things and play with his cool toolbelt.
Those holes on the side of my face werre in severe pain
My bed at the big building with rental rooms that we're staying in is big and squishy. It is very perfect for bouncying in, but Mother told me not to in her very loud voice. When she does that it scares me.
Our rental room has a good view of the beech, but my ears still hurt a lot of a lot.
We went down to the lobby and asked them for dinner ideas. They recommended us some sushi, which I don't know what it is, but my mom said it's tasty raw fish. I don't like seefood. It is G A R B O.
Its time for bed, but I don't feel tired. My experience in California has not been plesant.
I want to go home.
Tomorrow we are going to spend a day at the beach. I am not sure how to feel. We'll see in the morning.
goodnight
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Junie B. Jones Book #2 - A Dip in the Pool
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