I surprised Michelle and TW with a little detour trip to South of the Border last weekend. They thought we were flying to Charlotte when we were actually driving (a whaley boy car! Prius) by way of South of the Border. Which really isn’t on the way but it worked, particularly since neither Michelle or TW had ever been there and since both have always wished to go.
It was surprisingly fun, even if TW was sick and on prednisone. And even if most of the “attractions” were closed. Michelle, in particular, giggled nonstop for several hours on Friday night as we wandered around the neon and souvenirs.
I think we have to go back, hopefully when everything is actually OPEN – whenever that might be.
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Uh-huh. Maybe you should go back when folks are not feeling like death…and know they are going or when they ask to go on the way somewhere.
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