San Antonio

A longer day today.  Now we’re close to home.

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Stopped at Ballinger City Park for lunch.

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San Antonio KOA.

Another camping cabin.  Looks a lot like last night’s in Lubbock.

Identical floor plan.  A little newer.  A little brighter.

It doesn’t matter where it is to the dogs.

Glamping?

For us?  Not at Becky and Brian’s anymore.  In our Portland absence, a new bed appeared.

Now we’re in their guestroom.

A long weekend

Weather delayed flights out of, and in to, Denver; going and coming Friday and Monday.  Diverted to other cities.  Late nights.  When we got back to Becky and Brian’s at 1:30 this morning, the World Cup Women’s Soccer match was on live television from New Zealand, so the night got even a little longer.  In-between, a very nice Saturday and Sunday in Portland helping Elisa and Solomon celebrate their wedding.  Andy and Christie drove down from Washington.

There was a reception party.

Never mind Christie in the background.  I think she was savoring a flavor.

Food was abundant.

And not one to be bound by convention, Elisa’s choice for a wedding cake was to have it in the form of an armadillo.

Red velvet, with structure provided by malleable white chocolate, held together by plenty of frosting.  Provided by a talented friend.

Lots of people and lots of different conversations at the party.  Plenty of time for the six of us to visit the rest of the weekend.