How’s that for an incendiary title? I suppose I should backtrack slightly and explain myself: during a recent trip to southern California, we stopped by Balboa Park. Great place, and it happened to have some wonderful things going on for children. Acrobats, stencil drawing (Persian-style) on tile, block-painting (very lithographic).
My daughter loved it all, so therefore I loved it.
Until we hit the SD MOA, that is. We were greeted at the door by a cheerful woman, welcoming us in. “Entry is free,” she informed us, “but no cameras and no drinks. You have to leave your bags at the front.” With this, she gestured to a side room where there was a check-in service. Click to continue »
