We've been to this park before and it
is large, usually quiet during the time of year we visit and it's the first place I saw a roadrunner in the wild
.
Embarrasingly, in the seven days we were there, we found excuses to
have lunch at Plaka Greek Cafe four different times. While at Plaka
the first time, there was a flight crew from an Angel of Mercy
flight. These were the folks who flew my cousin Mary (Trish's Mom) to
the hospital for her cancer treatments. I tried to thank one of the
pilots, but ended up in tears and he looked like a deer caught in
headlights. Happily the nurse came over and (mostly) I was able to
explain to her how grateful we were to the organization, since
although working in the medical profession, she lost her job when her
cancer advanced and she had neither income nor insurance. Our
heartfelt thanks to Angels of Mercy.
We did go to Austin to visit the
Penzey's Store to pick up some spices we were running low on. Of
course, on our way back to Georgetown we stopped at Plaka for
lunch... And, in our defense, we did get back into the habit of doing
our exercises and 1 to 2 mile walks which my sprained ankle had
curtailed. Now we're on to Midway Park in Waco.
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