I wish I was still in St. George. I didn’t realize that I missed tournaments. And today, I miss the warm weather. Dorothy is still there watching Pickle Ball.
What a difference in temps. Even just driving up through Salt Lake City, where we had to take a detour off of I15 (and I didn’t take the right off ramp), it was way cooler. On the detour, we wandered off towards the west hoping for a sign, which we found, and got back on the interstate without a hitch.
The drive was uneventful, we ate junk food, laughed a lot, listened to some books on tape, and tried to leave Judy behind twice. Even running over her foot didn’t stop her from trying to get in the car, as we were pulling away. She said the tire missed her toes, just caught the end of her sneaker.
The trunk was so full we really had to push on it to close it. Good thing Eric took our ball bag. Now to wash all our ball equipment, and put it away for another winter.
More photos will be up later today. The ones that are already up are here http://picasaweb.google.com/tripphoto/StGeorge
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r u at work 2day???? Welcome home – and welcome to winter!!! What the heck is with this anyhow???? It is cold here too – but supposed to be at +13 by Thursday. 🙂 🙂
Yes, I was at work today, and thanks for the winter comment. It was very tough t leave 80F, an come back to -6C