On our vacation we traveled by train, plane, and minivan. We even rode in a kayak. Once we got to Michigan, the best places of all were on the family shuffleboard court where Grandpa B gave masterclasses, and having playtime with Grandma and the aunties.
Too bad there was a screaming baby all the way home from the Cherry Hut. And then the TSA took our jam. Maybe next year . . . .
Friday, August 21, 2009
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