I think my family is diseased, or maybe its the opposite of diseased, if there is such a thing. We spent the day (Family Day) touring the USS Midway in San Diego. As we got there is was fairly empty, just the way we like it. But shortly after that a bus full of Chinese tourists arrived. I attempted to keep my kids a tad quieter and possibly move ahead of the group so as to not bother them. But first I had to pose the kids on a really BIG chain.
That's when I noticed 3 ladies trying to take a picture in the same direction I was. So I moved my kids out of the way. Then she followed. It became apparent she was trying to photograph my kids, MY KIDS! I started to panic in this world of Stranger-Danger. But I decided to play it cool thinking these ladies would eventually leave us alone. NOPE. They started to pose with Alexander. They would encourage him to walk, giggle at his toddling and then take another picture. Eventually I wrangled my children away from these crazy people, but they followed us into the next room. As I asked my kids to pose and smile into the camera one of the other camera-wielding lady sidled up next to me to take pictures of my kids.
At the first opportunity to take a different route in the tour, we did. I didn't need strangers taking pictures of my kids or interrupting our family time. But just around the corner was another group of Chinese tourists who were also tickled pink with Alexander and the other kids. This time she picked him up, while her mother laughed and took more pictures. I was absolutely shocked and very uncomfortable.
And so it went on for the rest of the day. My kids climbed into a cockpit and someone videotaped it. Alexander toddled down the ship, and someone posed with him or held him. They would try to encourage him to perform; clap, wave, or smile. At one point the group of tourists motioned for me and my kids to get into the picture, apparently my husband isn't cute enough. We had about 8 different groups of tourists approach the kids and start taking pictures of them or with them. It was very unnerving.
It was like my kids were the characters at Disneyland, the tourists just kept lining up to take pictures of them or with them. At one point I thought I should start charging them to make back our money on admission to the museum.
[caption id="attachment_508" align="alignnone" width="360" caption="Tourists posing with Alexander"][/caption]
[caption id="attachment_509" align="alignnone" width="360" caption="They followed us into the Anchor room"][/caption]
[caption id="attachment_510" align="alignnone" width="360" caption="This group actually picked up Alexander and then asked the entire family to pose with them"][/caption]
[caption id="attachment_511" align="alignnone" width="360" caption="Don't let my smile fool you. I was smiling out of embarrasment. "][/caption]
[caption id="attachment_512" align="alignnone" width="360" caption="More tourists, these ladies tried to get Alexander to give hi-fives and clap."][/caption]
The craziness didn't stop when we disembarked the boat. Later that evening at dinner another strange man approached us while we were taking pictures and asked if I would take his picture with my kids. Why?! He went on to say that he would like to take our family out to dinner at Soup Plantation next time we were in town. Seriously, we must have some sort of disease that attracts these people.
[caption id="attachment_513" align="alignnone" width="360" caption="Stranger at dinner"][/caption]