Our first visitors, also from Wales, were my parents. They stayed for two weeks and it was great to have them here - and not just because Rob & I managed to get a weekend off in New Orleans (more on that to follow)! The main aim of their visit was just to see where we are and I think they really enjoyed spending time with their grandkids and pottering around the local area. We did manage to cram in some touristy things too, like the obligatory trip to the Stockyards to see the cattle drive and rodeo in Cowtown Coliseum.
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| Monopoly, Newport style! |
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And my kids say I'm embarrassing!
(Only joking Dad, it's one of my favourite pictures of 2014) |
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| Cowboy action in Cowtown Coliseum |
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| Last night dinner at The Cheesecake Factory, yum! |
Missing people is a funny thing. Alice asked me when we'd only been here a few weeks if I missed people from home and I had to think about it, which made me realise that I had to think about them to miss them as they are not as such 'missing' from my day-to-day life. I'm not expecting to see someone in a particular place, to then be jarred by their absence; they don't exist in this world, there is no constant reminder. Communication is also easy these days, Skype, Facetime and Facebook condense the miles. So it was strange when Mum and Dad left, we'd got used to having them around. The day after they left I went in to the closet in their bedroom where they had hung their clothes, it smelled of their washing powder and I was instantly back in their house in Wales. It's all in the little things.
I'm glad that's all it smelt of! 😉
ReplyDeleteThanks for a great two weeks, really enjoyed seeing you all, and feel a lot happier now that we know where you live, your routines, etc. Still miss you all though!