On the Fourth of July my family felt lazy. Too lazy, in fact, to go floating down the river in inner tubes, which has been a small tradition in the past.
So, instead my sister and I rented a canoe for an hour and she didn’t want to explore as much as I did and we almost didn’t make it back in time so we had to row at ramming-speed to make it back to the sandy beach before our hour expired.
🙂
And then we came home.
Christine worked the midnight shift and I’m still hammering away at this Camino: printing off tickets, buying clothes, eying the backpack I’m too scared to pack in case I end up upwards of 12-15 lbs.
Happy holiday, everyone!