31 Days and 7000 miles; Two months in America
We came back in the middle of July on a Wednesday and got to attend a convention in a beautiful resort starting on Thursday. The first night, we got to eat in the nicest restaurant I’ve ever eaten in. The problem was that we were so jet lagged, I would have drowned if they had served soup. So, I’m sure I made another GREAT impression.
After a few days in Dallas, we drove to Chicago to celebrate Nancy’s father’s 85th birthday....