Swim

So, last Monday morning (2 Monday's ago now this post has been sitting in editing for a bit) we, along with some of our friends, decided to pack up and head down to San Antonio for the week to explore as many amazingly cold, clear, refreshing swimming holes as possible in a Texas summer week.
Sounds great, right? Yes! We left with all the noodles, life vests, floaties, swimmy shoes, & floating water toys as two families can cram, stuff, and finagle into 1 Tahoe and 1 Suburban and still missed some of the best swimming holes in the friendship state.
Monday, leave from our house on TX Hwy 281. Sing as loudly as possible to any song you know which the kids blast through the car radio via iPod.
"Wait! I know an awesome candy store to stop at! We have to stop there. I see it every time we are on 281 and haven't stopped since I was a kid," I tell Jenny over the walkie talkie.
We finally find it, after I almost run out of fuel in Tollar. The candy store was a complete success with the kids and perfect timing for a pit stop. We gathered every flavor of salt water taffy the store had, from blueberry to bubblegum, plus some chocolates made right there in the store, restroom break, pictures with fiberglass buffalo, loaded up, buckled up, and hit the road for S.A.
Our truck, er the people in it that is, were so busy singing, I missed the cutoff in Lampassas and we ended up on 183. Jenny radios to me, " Why does that sign say to go right?"
"It's all good, that next sign says Austin, we can get to S.A. via Austin."
An hour after our original eta, we finally arrived at our destination. Everyone was still in great spirits, so we played in the pool a bit, then story time and off to sleep for our first day of adventure!