Spring Break- Part 4
About a year ago, Tony, the kids, and I were driving around the city trying to get familiar with our new home. Of course, we got lost, and the kids got hungry. We came up to a restaurant that Tony thought he had heard about from a coworker. After a bit of a pep talk conversation, we decided to attempt going to a new restaurant by ourselves without the aide of native speakers or other expats. A first.
We had a wonderful lunch, and we left feeling quite proud of ourselves. Those victories early on in this journey, I believe, helped set us on the positive path we've followed. It has become a tradition, of sorts, to head to that same restaurant, Parillada Jimmy, the night before company leaves. So, Tuesday night, we all loaded up and headed out. It was, as always, a wonderful experience.
We had a wonderful lunch, and we left feeling quite proud of ourselves. Those victories early on in this journey, I believe, helped set us on the positive path we've followed. It has become a tradition, of sorts, to head to that same restaurant, Parillada Jimmy, the night before company leaves. So, Tuesday night, we all loaded up and headed out. It was, as always, a wonderful experience.
(I'm beyond frustrated that Bits was smiling too cute, and she has a straw in the middle of her face. Ugh.)
(Apparently, Carson managed to get in both pictures, and Grandma didn't make it into either.)
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