Spring Break

I figured it was time to dust off this ole' blog of mine and write something spectacular as usual. Oh wait, one of the reason I've been avoiding it is because my entries rarely were spectacular and at this point in time, I feel I have nothing of interest to say. So I guess you'll have to bear with me as I try my dardnest to think of something...anything...even remotely worth reading!

OK, well, Spring Break was the week before last. BD was in Las Vegas for the week, so Sunday after church, my kids and I hopped in my parent's mini-van and caravaned with my sister's family for the week. We drove to Lancaster Co, VA to my aunt and uncle's house, a drive of about 10 hours (12 with stops), and got there after midnight. The next day we got up and drove three hours to Gettysburg and then back to Uncle Steve and Aunt Paula's house. The next day we went to New York City where we toured the Statue of Liberty, Ellis Island, the subway sytem (a horrible experience), and the top of the Empire State Building. We rounded out our day by having New York pizza with friends of ours, then back to Aunt and Uncle's. The next day we drove to Washington DC and toured the Capital Building and drove around downtown to see the sights. My wonderful aunt and uncle had turned in some points to get us a time-share condo in Williamsburg, VA, and we went there that night. The next morning we went to Jamestown, VA, the first white settlement in North America. They have a living musuem there...it was so neat!
The next day (Friday) we drove to Amhearst, VA, for my cousin's wedding on Saturday evening. Saturday morning we had the chance to hike up Crabtree Falls, the highest falls west of the Mississippi River. The weather that day was 70 and sunny. The wedding in the chapel at a small exclusive women's college was beautiful; the afternoon sunlight from the tall, arched windows fell on the bride's gown as she said her vows.
Anyway, the next morning we drove all day to get back to Indiana. We arrived home around 9:00 on Sunday night.
OK, being in a closed vehicle stuffed with luggage for six people for seven days with my parents and three children, one of which is a teen-aged boy, was challenging.
And all I have to say is, "It's a big-un!"
I will post that story next time and I promise I won't be gone so long this time!