It has been nearly a week. We are tired. My notes are in my mind. Kyle just retrieved a luggage cart and Eli sits patiently beside me. Dave worked while the rest of us showered and I did my hair. We are a nuanced sustem of travelers. Two hours ago I would not say this. Kyle and I broke the rule, “Do not talk to each other in the morning, especially after you just wake up.” We were talking (bickering) and made our way to the lovely hotel breakfast and a grateful cup of green tea.
I see luggage strewn in the doorway as Dave packs the cart. We must leave, but first I must use the bathroom.
We are excited for our Yosemite day! Onward!
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Hah! i believe we had the same morning rule for the same reason. Love you!
Ha ha ha, Brenda. I even told Kyle about our family rule. xxoo