Cousins

The order and content of these posts have been sort of wonky, but we made it to Santa Barbara by 4:30 pm Fri. Bike shop for boxes, Fed Ex and rental car all had to be completed before 6, so after a frantic hour we were sitting in air conditioning, driving 70 miles an hour- totally oblivious to hills and wind direction. We don't like to call these bike trips "vacation," they are more of an "adventure."  Very satisfying and wonderful, but tiring. Now the vacation begins!

As soon as we left the airport in San Francisco, James started asking to see his cousins. Every day we had to tell him "not yet." Well, finally we're here and James (and Owen- just more silently so) is in heaven. The Thompson kids treat him royally- laugh at his funny faces, applaud his soccer skills, compliment his every ability. I don't know that we'll ever convince him to leave.