Yes, it is good.
Saturday started with the Oconee County swim meet, bringing this great season swimming with the FAST Sharks to a close. All three kids swam great – each placing in the top 5 in all their individual events. Immediately (and I mean immediately) following the last event, Mikaela, Nathan and Garrett dried off, changed clothes and jumped in the car that was already pointed west. 
Seven hours later we pulled in to Memphis for a quick overnight visit with our friend Steve H. and dinner of fabulous jambalaya. I hope he wasn’t planning for leftovers (there weren’t any). Culinary lesson learned: add Velveeta cheese for a creamy, tasty base. It was a short visit, but a reminder how much friends matter in our lives.
Sunday was a long drive day – Memphis to Amarillo (11 hours of driving). The highlight of the day was the Oklahoma City National Memorial.
Although the actions of McVeigh/Nichols were wicked and dishonorable, the memorial is a testament to the resilience of the human spirit. It sounds trite, but the memorial brings out the best in people, from an event that demonstrated the worst in some. Go online, learn about it and then make a trip to OKC. You won’t regret it.
This morning (wow, only Monday), we headed west from Amarillo and stopped to see the Cadillac Ranch – March’s tribute to the best in American automobiles. An artistic icon, these cars, planted hood down in the middle of the field, draw visitors from near and far, armed like us with spray paint to add out graffiti to the previous layers.
Our journey continued to Albuquerque. It was a trip down memory lane for me (Dale); traveling the path we took each summer while in college to attend conferences at Glorieta retreat center outside Santa Fe. We arrived late afternoon and headed over to Old Town for shopping and dinner. Following dinner, we headed over to Sandia Peak Tramway – the longest tram (2.7 miles) in the world and cruised up to the top. In addition to great views, we watched the sun set on the trip down. What a way to end the day.
And we were thinking that the vacation really started after Albuquerque. Ha.
La vie. Ca C’est bon. Yes, it is.