On Wednesday morning we got up very early, and a good friend Vivian took us to the San Antonio airport. On the way, at four in the morning, we counted over eight deer eating along side the road. Deer are a real problem in the hill country of Texas, and you have to drive defensively, or you will become one more of the deer/car statistics so prevalent. Vivian was a careful driver, and we were glad to have her good attention so that we arrived at the airport safely.
We went through security without a hitch and soon were in the air. The trip to Chicago was the first leg of the trip, but the plane seemed to land a a very fast clip. Any landing is a good landing, though. A short wait and we were in the air again, this time on the final leg to Omaha.
We landed to be greeted by five grandchildren. Kristy transported us to their home and our new adventure of a week or so sitting the grands while their parents go to Atlanta for a missionary workshop. We are planning as many activities as we can for this next week, and hopefully we will recount all the fun happenings in the blog as we go along.
Tomorrow night our original Suppers Eight group will get together again for a wonderful Italian dinner. We have been meeting for five years on a regular basis and have become-long friends in the process. What fun to get together again! Happy travels.
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Welcome back to the midwest. I hope the weather will cooperate during your visit. It has been a long winter.
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