Here 'tis -- our latest domicile. What you can't see is the stunning view of the Gulf. And yes, those bikes are made for riding. We do love it here........bikin'........beachin'......barefootin'.... Wasn't life good when you could ride your bike all the time? You should see all us older kids pedaling here, there, and everywhere. I'm the wobbly one. My chain (among other things) is rusty.
Glad we didn't experience all that nasty weather that roared through the South........tornadoes are just not my idea of a good time. Two days of heavy fog here and a roar of rain. In fact, we had to squint through the mist at lunch yesterday, trying to see the emerald waters.
In other transportation news, the world's cutest biker is having difficulty understanding what has happened to Ohpa's car. He thinks we took the one we had in New Zealand with us. He loved sitting in that car and pushing all the buttons. You know what pushovers we g-parents are. He misses that car. We miss him.
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