
...well, maybe not ALL I wanted, but the trip to my place of origin was a good time for the most part.
The weather was super. Not too hot, nor too humid, which was unusual for the mid-west in August.
Did a little swimmin', a lot of visiting. George met a lot of people for the first time.
Oh so, traveling with an infant is interesting and challenging. Despite having to haul a boat-load of stuff, the flight there was a piece of cake. He entertained the surrouding passengers for a while then conked out for 2 and a half hours. Waking up in time to land.
The next post is about the way back..
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