Going On Vacation

The anticipation of your vacation, then the vacation, then recovering from the vacation – that’s the process. Why do we go through this process? Because, it’s so much fun! Right?

On this particular vacation, my husband (Mike) and I went to visit my family in Idaho. Usually I go alone, but every few years he goes with me. This was the year.

On the windiest day of the week, my stepdad took Mike on a great, long motorcycle ride (about 100 miles) on his 3-wheel Harley.

At one stop, they were looking over a bridge and Mike’s sunglasses blew off his face, and dropped down many feet and shattered on the rocks below. It’s a good thing they carry more than one pair! They took some beautiful pictures of the Snake River Canyon.

Remember when Evel Knievel tried to jump his motorcycle over the Snake River Canyon and failed? Well, this is where it was. They didn’t take a picture of that; it’s just a built-up mound of dirt. There might be a plaque; I don’t know. I lived there for over 20 years, but have never been to the site; I just know it’s there.

I spent a lot of time with my grandsons, which is the best part of life. I guess it’s a big deal in 1st grade to say, “My grandma is picking me up from school!”

I did a lot of that. It was my joy.

My youngest grandson there, who is not quite 2, wouldn’t come to me until just the day I left. Sigh. I spent a lovely day with my sister, blogless Kris, thrift shopping till we dropped. I mailed a huge box home and it should be here next Monday. It’ll be fun all over again, and I’ll take a picture of some of the treasures I found. Are you a thrift shopper?

On the day we came home, our flight left at about 9:30 am, so we spent the night in Boise, rather than ask a family member to get up at 6 and drive us to the airport. And, just so you know, there are no such things as direct flights anymore. Maybe, if you’re going from huge city to huge city, but not from anywhere in Missouri, Oklahoma or Arkansas, to Boise. So, it was a long day.

One of the treats of the trip was at our hotel that last night. Quilts in the carpeting! Well, I could see quilts!

As we walked down the wide hallways to our room, I couldn’t believe my eyes.

Quilt designs!  Right there to take pictures of, so I can use them to make a quilt of my own!!

My poor husband said, “You’re not really going to take a picture of the carpet are you?” You bet I was!