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Family Vacation, Day #1

Last week we went on "vacation." We went to a CCL conference in Asheville, NC for Hubby's work. We turned it into as much of a vacation as possible.

The first day started of a bit harried. Load car, make sure house is secure, drop off Cooper to Hubby's brother who would watch him for the week. We finally got on the road at about 1 PM. We figured we would just stop when we saw something interesting. Being a Civil War buff and driving through VA, offered a lot of enticing options. We got to the NC border and still had not stopped. We stopped at the NC welcome center. The boys were able to run around, I was able to nurse A and we got some maps and ideas of places to stop and stay for the night. While there, I almost stepped on a large black snake. Joshua wanted to follow it, but I like snakes even less than I like bugs, so I told him "no." Luckily, there were a few squirrels to gain his attention. These squirrels must have been accustomed to people, because J was able to throw a little food in front of him and the squirrels came up to eat it. This turned into a game of chase. Both K and J ran around the trees chasing the squirrels in hopes to catch one.


We headed on the road again and stopped in Durham, the home of Duke University. I am a big Duke basketball fan, so I wanted to see the campus. We drove around the campus and then stopped to tour the chapel and the grounds. The chapel was beautiful, although, being Catholic, the chapel felt "empty" with out the True Presence. The grounds too, were beautiful. The dorms, amazing . . . I love college campuses and love to learn . . . there was an excitement that ran through me as we walked on that campus.

Then I read a plaque with the college's mission on it . . . it was all about uniting Christ with scholarship . . . I wonder if Duke is still faithful to that mission . . .

We then ended up in the Gardens of the campus . . . all I can say is . . . breathtaking!!!

After we left there, we found a hotel and went to sleep for the night (well, so we thought). The air conditioning in our room was broken, and at 1 AM, Pete and I could not take it anymore and we called the front desk. They gave us a new room and we carried three little sleeping boys to a new room . . . I do not think J even knew we were in a new room until he woke up the next morning!!

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