You have six days each week for your ordinary work, but on the seventh day you must stop working.
Exodus 23:12
25.44 miles – 1,130.3 total miles – 774 ft climb
Even though Bruce still had to ride 25 miles from Jay’s house to Carmilla’s house, this was officially a day off. While we were in the Dallas area, we also connected with some other friends from Wichita, Celinda and David Heinrich. This morning Carmilla took Celinda and I to Bear Creek Park to walk. It was such a well thought out park. Near one of the kids’ play areas they put outdoor exercise bikes and some other exercise equipment! Brilliant! They also had these fun sculptures that looked like nothing unless you looked at them at a certain angle, through these hoops and then a cool sculpture popped out. And forget doing a 5K, Carmilla made us walk 4 miles!
We got Whataburger to take home for lunch. Yum! This afternoon Bruce did some work on his bike while I got caught up with laundry and made a Walmart run. They had Coconut Creamer. Hurray!
We decided to go out to eat in a little area Bruce had seen this morning on his ride over because it was closer for our sweet friend, Gwennie to come meet us. We chose a place called Tommy Tomale, but when we got there, it wasn’t on the cute street after all, so we decided to go elsewhere. It was only a LITTLE awkward that David, Celinda and Gwen had already gone in and sat down. We found the cute street and sadly it didn’t actually have any restaurants. So we ended up at Hard Eight BBQ. Not exactly a “cute little place” but it was great to catch up with everyone.
When we got home from dinner we looked up our route for tomorrow. Then some how we got side tracked on Google Earth and ended up looking up Carmilla’s parent’s home in Kenya. It was fun to walk down memory lane with her.
Carmilla’s dog Olivander, or Vander to his close friends, is the best behaved puppy ever. He has been trained not to cross this green line to go into the kitchen and he obeys. He will also wait to eat until they say, “Go ahead.” Wow! I thought it was a big deal that my dogs could shake hands.
Best breakfast tacos (taquitos?) I have ever had were in Texas! They are also the masters of pinto beans in my opinion.
Enjoying your journey so much – can’t believe 17 days have flown by. I’m sure it is a treat to get to see familiar faces as you visit friends along the way. Praying for you both!
I love that you saw our Gwen! She so loves your blog and YOU!