Went to see Maizey's adult doppleganer. (If she was a man.)
Well, a plaster version at least.
Imagine - a whole store dedicated to the Hulkster.
Wait. I don't need to imagine. I was there.
Well, a plaster version at least.
Imagine - a whole store dedicated to the Hulkster.
Wait. I don't need to imagine. I was there.
Channeled Grandpa Bob.
In other words, did some hammock rocking.
Took in the view from our balconies.
Maizey became this guys
And we took in some great sunsets...
Not to mention sunset "Yoda" with Dad.
Next week? Hot Yoda.
In hindsight, it was a great trip. Not quite a vacation. Not quite a Breclaw-style adventure. But I am looking forward to the next Spurgeon sojourn, which says a lot.












