So I'm passing out the souvenirs that I bought in Tahoe and I hand Omega a hoodie sweatshirt which she looks over before excitedly reading the printing on the front.
"Lake Tahoe, California... wait... CALIFORNIA?!"
She looks at me like I've played some horrible trick on her.
"You went to California? You didn't tell me you were going to CALIFORNIA!" she says in her huffy voice.
"Where did you think Lake Tahoe was?" I'm assuming that she probably thinks it's exclusively in Nevada but I'm enjoying the idea that she believes I was in 'California', which to her means Disneyland and beaches and hot surfer boys.
"I thought it was in like Idaho... or maybe Utah. Not California!"
And now I have to cross geography teacher and travel agent as well as pioneer off her list of career possibilities.