It never fails that when I travel back home I never take my camera out of my purse. This weekend was no exception.
It's always great to be back home once you finally arrive and sad when it's time to get back in the car. This weekend I started the adventure off very early on Saturday morning. Keith completed in his first triathlon west of St. Louis and I went to see the swim before the drive back.
After the swim I met up with my mom, sisters, and nephews at Abuelos in Zona Rosa. This hit the spot! It was better than I even remembered. Time really does fly. I took a vacation day on Monday so I had one extra day to take in the rays, set my mom up with my Europe scrapbook, and sleep. Of course we hit 54th street. I made a joke to the waitress about how I needed an IV for the Chiptole Ranch Dressing. She set me up for the best 54th experience ever! That's when I remembered the camera.
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