Mon 4/10/2023
Not a real trip, but we went. Off to Georgetown, Texas, which is not a town by any stretch of the imagination. Maybe it was once upon a while, but now it's a full-fledged city and more than less a suburb of Austin.
It was a sad trip because Ethan was crying as I left him. In one day, first his mother left him--to take Elyanna to day care--then his grandmother left him, and later in the day it was going to be his father. But I'm not sure when that was.
But other than that bad beginning, the trip was uneventful. Ed had a bad cold, from the kids no doubt or from his trips last week to the urgent care center with Edward and then Elyanna. So he was miserable. I was miserable because I'm always miserable these days, and a three-hour trip wasn't going to improve my disposition.
It turned out to be a typical Corp. of Engineers park. Very similar to
the ones around Stillhouse Hollow Lake. Same crappy entrance roads, same
nice long and level parking pads, same heavily-built picnic tables with
wooden covered roofs. The one here had a nice little shelf across the
lakeside edge--perfect for resting your elbows on while looking through binoculars. But maybe just a little nicer than the others, so okay.
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