Meet the Parents

 


If you were wondering why this blog went dark for over a week in early February, it was because we had visitors. Although we thoroughly enjoyed having Ann’s parents here for a week, we could barely keep up with their rock and roll lifestyle and at the end of each day I was too exhausted to blog.

For shear informational purposes, blogging wasn’t important that week anyway, as we weren’t doing our usual exploration of new places. This was more of a week of greatest hits, with trips to the Asian Art Museum of Seattle, Vashon Island, the beach, Cider and Cedar, the Tacoma Art Museum and a few other stops along the way.

This was their second week-long visit, with the first being when we still lived at the house in Elbe. That visit was more about Mt. Rainier than Tacoma. We still left a lot of Tacoma for them to see on their next trip. 



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