Maybe Rich was right, I left out a lot of details.  Wait, don’t tell him I said anything about being right on anything!

Vacation was so great, we’re still talking about it.  I left out a really cool detail though.  I just went back to be sure I hadn’t talked about it.  At Ground Zero, they make you sign your name on a wall, ceiling, floor, or someplace to prove you were them.  Tameala gave us a marker and said to find a space.  We looked around.  Over in the corner, there was a large banner announcing the Chicago Blues Fest for the year that Rich proposed to me.  Unfortunately, we didn’t make it there because I was sick.  We thought that would be appropriate to sign the banner.  Tameala informed us that they didn’t have access with a ladder.  Darn.  Foiled again.

Rich did find a spot.  Under the rail on the post behind the table where we sat for dinner, there was a small blank space just big enough to sign Rich + Joy.  No room for a heart around it though.  I know he loves me anyway.  Right, Rich? (Elbow to ribs here.)

Anyway, we have been talking all week about the high points.  Today, Rich discovered that he lost 7 lbs on vacation.  I never thought to check.  All that walking.  So the energy output must have been greater than the shoveling input of oysters, beers, and ribs.  My kind of vacation. 

Of course, next vacation is in May to California.  We plan to do some walking, hiking, and, of course, some eating there, too.  I’m still in the planning stages, but we know we have to hit San Fran, LA, Yosemite, Sequoia, Joshua Tree, and some desert locations.  Then Las Vegas is on the way back.  Should be a fun time. 

This is Rick’s vacation as part of his high school graduation.  After this, he gets a job and starts college.  Then we are pretty much free to enjoy adult type of vacations.  We just won’t have the designated driver anymore.  I’ll just have to plan stops carefully.