I got to swim almost every day. I swear I am Californian at heart; I love the sun and the water. While I only made it to the beach once, there was a pool at my aunt’s condo that I took a dip in almost every day. I got to play with my young cousin, Amari, and his friends, who were a handful but lots of fun. Kids always make pools more enjoyable. The best part was night swimming. I don’t know what it is, but swimming in the dark in a lit up pool feels great (as long as it’s still warm out).
I got to see the beautiful gardens in the central train station in Los Angeles. One of my favorite things about California has always been the flowers, since Colorado, in general, is pretty devoid of them. The garden in the train station was a treat, especially coming home in the light of the setting sun.
One of the most fascinating parts of my visit was learning so much about my grandpa’s company. It was a great opportunity to get a glimpse into that part of his world, and to see how much he was appreciated. My coworkers were so nice to me, and I learned a lot, such as how oil wells are made and about geology in general. One coworker seemed to just be waiting for someone to ask about his impressive rock collection, and I was the one who obliged. He had some really rare pieces!
Most of my memories of this time are happy, but there is melancholy to them, as well. It would be the last time I saw my cousin Devonte, who passed away only six months later. I try to fix this time in my mind whenever my memory wanders back to him. I try to remember watching TV with him or playing in the pool while he flipped off ledges into the water. My visit to California helped me grow as a person, but it is more important as the most fun I’ve ever had with my cousin.
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