Remembering the road, day 22
Remembering the road, day 22
Day 22
Today it is much cooler and much less humid. In fact, it's quite comfortable. I got my film photos back today and there are a few I liked. I'm thinking that beofre long, I'll have to get a good SLR digital camera. But, the one I want is about $4,000 and that's about 10 times more than I want to spend. Maybe in about 5 years...
After a quite day lounging around, helping with some household stuff, my brother Mark and I staged a tennis rematch. My mom and our wives joined us for some doubles before we went mono-a-mono and I exacted a tiny bit of revenge.
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Then we stopped to play wiffleball with the boys. That came to an end once I lined the ball off the pitcher's leg... that is to say, my nephew.
That reminds me, Truman was cracking us up in Las Vegas. Whenever he spotted a surveillance camera (and he spotted plenty), he'd hold up his hand and flash the "loser" sign. I'm sure security personnel throughout Vegas were looking for that 10-year-old.
Another amusing story I forgot to mention is the use of the walkie-talkies along the trip. Nobody could understand me, claiming I was mumbling. Cynthia was having trouble too, as she held the walkie-talkie to her ear when talking and mouth when listening. I think we were both just dead from all of the miles.
Ok, one more amusing story from Vegas that I forgot to tell. One day I was walking down the hallway and someone put out their room service cart to be taken away. On the top of the cart were three delicious-looking dinner rolls. Then there were two, and it was delicious. Cynthia just found out about it today and says she's disappointed, but the kids thought it was cool.
Anyway, we're definitely winding this trip down. Tomorrow is my mom's 60th birthday and we'll go horseback riding, probably will play more tennis, and just relax.