True story: in 5th grade, my teacher took us on an ‘oceanography’ field trip to (wait for it)…his fishing boat. Now, to be fair, he was a billfisherman and harpooner at that, but I seriously think he needed to finish prepping “Sloppy Tail” (or whatever his boat was called) for a long weekend of fishing.
Cut to D’s 5th grade outing to The Getty Villa. Grecian and Roman art at every turn, a beautiful hillside setting, on a 75 degree day in January. Not a rapala or a six pack of Olympia to be found. Oh how times change.