The following is based on events that happened on July 5th and 6th.
By the second morning here, we had settled into a morning routine, which consisted of coffee and nothing else (which is a perfect morning routine).
We go kayaking. At first I'm confused because we only use one vehicle to get there. I'm used to the Midwest, where yo park one car at one part of the river, then drive upstream and set sail from there. It takes me a while to figure out that kayaking in an ocean is a little different. You just head out into the bay in whatever direction you want.
In the evening, I win at Scrabble despite a three bourbon handicap.
The next morning, on the drive back, NPR is drowned out by a mountain as we cruise through a tunnel.
(The answer to the last blog's challenge: I didn't walk through hot coals.)
By the second morning here, we had settled into a morning routine, which consisted of coffee and nothing else (which is a perfect morning routine).
We go kayaking. At first I'm confused because we only use one vehicle to get there. I'm used to the Midwest, where yo park one car at one part of the river, then drive upstream and set sail from there. It takes me a while to figure out that kayaking in an ocean is a little different. You just head out into the bay in whatever direction you want.
In the evening, I win at Scrabble despite a three bourbon handicap.
The next morning, on the drive back, NPR is drowned out by a mountain as we cruise through a tunnel.
(The answer to the last blog's challenge: I didn't walk through hot coals.)
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