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A detachable portion of a bond that is given up in return for a payment of interest
(coupon) a test sample of some substance
A voucher entitling the holder to a discount for a particular product
In marketing a coupon is a ticket or document that can be exchanged for a financial discount or rebate when purchasing a product. Customarily, coupons are issued by manufacturers of consumer packaged goods or by retailers, to be used in retail stores as a part of sales promotions.
A form in a newspaper or magazine that may be filled in and sent as an application for a purchase or information
(coupon) a negotiable certificate that can be detached and redeemed as needed
In French contexts an hotel particulier is an urban "private house" of a grand sort. Whereas an ordinary maison was built as part of a row, sharing party walls with the houses on either side and directly fronting on a street, an hotel particulier was often free-standing, and by the eighteenth
A code word representing the letter H, used in radio communication
An establishment providing accommodations, meals, and other services for travelers and tourists
a building where travelers can pay for lodging and meals and other services
A hotel is an establishment that provides paid lodging on a short-term basis. The provision of basic accommodation, in times past, consisting only of a room with a bed, a cupboard, a small table and a washstand has largely been replaced by rooms with modern facilities, including en-suite
(stay) continuing or remaining in a place or state; "they had a nice stay in Paris"; "a lengthy hospital stay"; "a four-month stay in bankruptcy court"
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Remain in the same place
Delay leaving so as to join in (an activity)
(of food) Remain in the stomach, rather than be thrown up as vomit
stay the same; remain in a certain state; "The dress remained wet after repeated attempts to dry it"; "rest assured"; "stay alone"; "He remained unmoved by her tears"; "The bad weather continued for another week"
36 - glamping
Right after coming back from Portland, the whole family went glamping. Let me explain glamping – it’s glamorous camping. It’s camping for people who don’t really like camping and like conveniences like indoor plumbing, a mattress, room service…or as Shannon likes to say, it’s like a nice hotel room in the middle of nature. It’s also convenient. It’s great for when you want to rough it, but not really. This is roughing it for those whose sheets have threadcounts north of 300.
Let me preface everything by saying that prior to kids and marriage and general adulthood, my idea of camping either involved a battle buddy and FTX (field training exercise, for you non-Army speakers) or a backpack, a sleeping bag and small shovel (the bathroom key) followed by a hike to BFE (yet another Army acronym, but you’ll have to figure it out on your own).
So, instead, we went glamping in Santa Barbara. What follows is the travelogue again. Next week, I swear, only one picture.
Anyway, I think that if we’re going to ‘rough it’ once a year, then glamping rules. It was a bit pricey, but it was comfortable, far enough away that we couldn’t just drive back home, and the kids had fun. Here they are enjoying the loft in the cabin (they’re looking down at me – and I was looking up):
We explored a creek on our first night and Matty only kind of fell in because a fly was buzzing around him. Before that though, he was quite the intrepid explorer and managed to hop from rock to rock without getting wet. Sara, on the other hand, had me puckered up because she was trying to copy her big brother. Here they are before the rockhopping curiosity manifested itself:
We also had smores that night. The kids loved being by the fire and making smores. I loved eating them. I should mention that our glamping included a “smores package” consisting of everything required to make smores – including firewood, matches, and a blanket.
We also managed to have a quick hike and go to the beach on the next day. It was nice to have El Capitan Beach within walking distance and it was nice to enjoy the sun and sand before Autumn comes and it gets too chilly.
The second evening was topped off by an early campfire with smores. Since the sun was still out, it was much easier to start the fire and the kids got to explore around our cabin. They had fun collecting acorns and making the ‘perfect’ marshmallow. I burnt all of mine, which is just fine, since I like burnt marshmallows with my smores.
We then finished our trip by going up to Solvang and getting Danish pancakes, cookies, and olives. The trip to Solvang was a fitting end to our glamping and this is why – Solvang isn’t really Denmark. I highly doubt that every street in Denmark sells overpriced trinkets, but for someone whose only knowledge of Northern Europe comes from Ikea, then Solvang makes for a pretty nice day trip.
Similarly, glamping isn’t really camping. Everything was made to give the illusion of roughing it, but the amenities and the rustic accoutrements were too sanitary – kind of like the fence in front of our cabin:
Sure it looked old and well-worn, but upon closer inspection, the screws in the fence posts looked new and those leaning fence posts – they were put in that way.
Whatever. We spent time together as a family and it exceeded our usual 20 mile radius from Irvine. Would we do it again? The 25% off coupon for the next stay makes me say that I’m 25% more likely to say yes.
Day 84 California Adventure
Our first stop this morning was Toontown. (My mom had no interest in Toontown, so she, Marjorie, and Michael decided to ride some big rides before heading over to California Adventure at nine.) As part of our package, we were able to get into this part of the park an hour before the general public. I made Maggie an autograph book to meet the characters, but so far we've only seen Tigger and Eeyore. Several characters are on hand during this special hour, including Mickey and Minnie Mouse. Unfortunately although the turnstiles were open early, the crowd lined up on Main Street wasn't allowed in until well after eight o'clock!
When we finally arrived in Toontown, there was a line to get in as everyone had to rip their passes out of their coupon books. We rode the little roller coaster first, which Maggie absolutely loved. Mickey and the gang did a special presentation which I was hoping to avoid, but of course the kids (and Joe) were intrigued, so we watched. After that I figured we'd hop on Roger Rabbit's Car Toon Spin, but that turned out to be a mistake. By the time we were done, most of the characters were done signing autographs, and the lines for Mickey's and Minnie's houses were already long. We waited for 30 minutes for Minnie and almost an hour for Mickey. Kat took Maggie to the nearby playgrounds while Joe and I stood in line, but seeing her reactions to the characters was well worth the wait for me!
By the time we were done at Disneyland, the rest of the group were already in California Adventure and not having such a good time. Michael hadn't gotten enough sleep, so he was surly and difficult and not wanting to ride any of the rides. Without him, the rest of us would have to wait in long lines like the rest of the poor schmucks in the parks! I thought if we could get him on a ride with everyone, we could boost his mood enough to get through the rest of the day. We rode a couple of rides and watched the Muppet show. Michael continued his complaining, but at least we got him to come with us!
He seemed to change his mood a bit at lunch, but by then we were all ready for a break back at the hotel. Mom, Marjorie, and Kat used their rest time to go shopping, while I stayed with the kids and the guys. The same group of four went back to California Adventure for the big rides while Marjorie and my mom watched the kids again. After we did the big rides there (except Soarin' Over California which had a 25 minute wait for the FastPass line), we headed back to Disneyland to hit as many of the big rides there as we could. Fortunately for us, but unfortunately for Michael, the fireworks started just as we were getting on Big Thunder Mountain, so we had a great view. From there we went to Splash Mountain to end our Disneyland adventure with a big splash. It was already ten o'clock by then, and we were so tired!