A big part of getting ready to move, for us anyway, has been figuring out what to do with our stuff and saying goodbye to friends and family. This past week we headed out on a road trip to Texas to accomplish both of those tasks for Angel. We loaded the car up with Angel's tools, which he bequeathed to his younger brother, Angel's mementos (it turns out that his parents are a little more attached to all of his running medals than he is), and headed out. This time, we accomplished both 18-hour treks with only necessary stops, and no overnights anywhere (because who wants to pay for a motel when you could just drive all night?).
We were in Texas for 5 days, and of course we packed a few adventures in!
The Bear hung out in the back seat. I kept checking on him, but even though it was an 18 hour trip, he never slept!
Once we arrived, Angel's mom had to take a selfie with the Bear, of course. I mean, wouldn't you?
Angel got to try out hiking with a baby in tow, carrying our 6 month old nephew Noah in the baby carrier as we explored Lake Mineral Wells State Park.
I love this picture, because I look clumsy, Brittany looks worried, and Angel looks like, "Watch Rachel fall!"
We went kayaking, and Angel caught an (already dead) fish in his hands and was very proud of himself. Boys!
We also took a day trip to San Antonio, to check out the Alamo and the famous Riverwalk. It was a 4 hour drive there and 4 hour drive back, but Nestor did all the driving. Noah, Angel, and I slept a good chunk of the way.
See? This is my answer to Angel's instagram captioned: "Rachel was sleeping while I woke up!"
Many conchas were eaten. Not by me however. I don't like conchas. I also don't like donuts. You can probably tell by Angel's smile that he does not feel the same way.
We also got to go to a 1st Communion party, eat Angel's Dad's steak, and play Just Dance until we were all worn out. Now we're back in Michigan, here to stay until July 23--our leave date! No biggie, just less than 8 weeks away already...