Thursday, August 09, 2007

V is for volcano

Andrew's parents are in a cruise in Hawaii right now. Before they left, they were telling us about this one excursion where they would get off the cruiser, take a ski-lift thing to the top of a volcano and then ride bikes down.

"How do you get back?" Andrew asked.

I was like, "I guess you just board the ship again."

He's all, "No, like how do you get to the top?"

"You don't. That's the point of taking the lift up and riding the bikes down--limited effort."

"So," he said, cautiously, "You just stay at the bottom?"

"Yes, you just stay at the bottom." I said, wondering if he thought this was rocket science.

"Isn't that a little dangerous?" he asked.

"Why?" I asked.

"Well, they have to get out of the volcano somehow..."

And then I understood what he was getting at.

"Andrew," I said, trying hard not to laugh, "They aren't going down the inside of the volcano. They'll ride down the outside. The side like a mountain."

My husband is really smart. He's gotten a 4.0 every semester since we've been married, except this one (I guess we find having a new baby stressful or something. What, like its hard?).

My favorite part of this whole story is that Karen phoned him from Hawaii just to tease him about their being on a volcano!

1 comment:

  1. Somebody's been watching "Journey to the Centre of the Earth" a bit too much... What a fabulous film, though! But there's lots of being inside of volcanoes in it :)