Telling the story of the ups and downs, the adventurous and mundane days of one British family's self-imposed exile in the Capital Region of New York State.
Sunday, September 9, 2007
Day 242: They're melting in the show
Not all our outings are unmitigated successes. Today we ventured out to Thacher Park, but by the time we had got everyone into the van and driven up there, the clouds had descended and we found ourselves up in them. Surprisingly, it was actually both warm and dry (except under the dripping trees) so we attempted a walk, making it as far as our paddling spot, but then heard thunder and decided that we'd had enough in the way of adventure. Here are Exile #2 and Exile #4 returning to the car (it wasn't exactly hard to find a parking place).
We had a nice meal out - our most successful for a while - to mark the end of our altogether time with my parents, they are with us for two more days, but they will be working days for me and school days for the girls.
OK, it's a bit strained, but it's pop pun 28 for title watchers: you're just a breath away.
Labels:
family,
Local visits,
lyrics,
pop puns,
recreation
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