I took three weeks in the States to drive from Texas (The Greatest Country on Earth) up to Virginia, visit friends and learn my retirement is not very healthy. So, as I told my four kids decades ago, I plan to spend three months a year with each or you. I hope they remembered.
I took my little Barbie car, as MotherDear calls it and completely enjoyed the trip. Yes, there were a few times that I was boxed in by several huge trucks and was able to stomped the pedal and squirt out of the impending doom. Most fun since I set off fireworks in the high school during a home-coming game.
… and there were a few other times that I had to deal with arrogant truckers which made it a bit difficult to move my bowels the next day. But seeing me now, you would never know I had to deal with any of that.
On the way home, I stopped for the night in Tulsa with a brother and his gracious wife and enjoyed the peacefulness of their backyard. I hope I can do that in my backyard someday.
…. and last week, I got myself invited to another BBQ. Best I can do, is show you a mess of pictures. In November when I am pushed into retirement, I will throw a massive BBQ and use this guy and one other to do the cooking for me.
And then there was this card game that I have yet to figure out, so what I do is try to video the more physical aspect of it instead.
One of the local police officers who works at the Consulate and is fluent in English, tried to explain it to me, but all I heard was, blah, blah, blah ….
Okay. Until next time, kick butt, look for another adventure and don’t look back.