My Mom's gift of choice was a stroll through Cal Tech with her boys on Saturday night. A full moon was out and the weather was just warm enough to feel like the first night of summer. We cruised the campus and walked along the busts of old academics. We specifically attempted to walk through any and all water features: bridges over water, garden paths around ponds, and pools of water with lily pads. We chatted and made our way making happy discoveries amid the low light of the small campus.
We passed the genius dorms and stumbled upon an outdoor wedding at the faculty lounge. Appropriately, the groom was giving a speech thanking their parents. We walked by twice and took a turn. Soon enough, we saw a young man dressed as a conductor smoking a cigarette in the distance. He ended his break and we ended up following him into a free performance by the Cal Tech Glee Club and Cal Tech Orchestra. We stuck around even though we were slightly underdressed and listened to the last piece in the hallway. Walking out, we were quite satisfied with our discoveries but even ended up also finding a group of ballroom dancers doing their thing. I'd say something about their calculator-ish precision as they spun and twirled each other around to 80's Madonna, but that wouldn't be nice. Besides, I don't have a dancing bone in my body. Eventually we found our way back to the car, pleased with how everything went.