The boys are safely home on Whidbey, and I am waiting to ride the ferry to Buca di Beppo. It is unusually cold here for us (21F last night as I drove the boys home in the wee hours of the morning), and it is snowing. Very pretty, but also a bit of a shock to the system after an unusually and pleasantly warm week in Florida in the 80s. We never once used the pants or long sleeve shirts we packed.
I began to need my sleep to keep up with all the fun during the day, so I fell a bit behind with blogging. Here is a picture of Liam from Tuesday late afternoon. After taking Grandpop to do his taxes, we found found we had 3 hours to spend while he took a rest before dinner at Hiram's. I had found a miniature golf place on-line, and it was beyond my expectations.
It was in Vero Beach--you would have never found it if without digital assistance--and seemed to hail from 30 or 40 years ago. The prices were cheap, and if you played 2 rounds of golf (cheaper than 1 around here) you got to play in the game room for free--which had old school games like air hockey, ping pong, billiards, and basketball pop-a-shot (with free tokens there to put in). The course lacked some of the fancy wizardry of other mini golf courses (moving parts and the like), but with the landscaping, water gardens, and the like, the boys found the place the fanciest of any miniature golf courses they have been to.
They played a number of games of free air hockey. Crispin kept asking to go back.
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