On Saturday, we waited for the roads to clear and Dad made his way up to Andrea’s.
We went out to my aunt’s house and had another party for the XXIII Olympic Winter Games. The Olympics are great, because it is fun to cheer for the United States. The Winter Olympics are even better for me, because the events seem so impossible to me.
I can run. Obviously, I can’t run as fast as any Olympian, but I definitely can’t do a 1440 McTwist double fly off a half-pipe. (I made that move up…). I will never even see a half-pipe probably. I believe I saw the 17-year-old win the slopestyle competition.
Anyways, we had a lot of food from Mexico to Italy to Greece to China.
Over the last few decades, life has improved just by competition and improvement in technology. Though not always available, you can find flights for $40 round-trip from Florida to Iowa. 100 seats were open though, so I am afraid the route might leave or be re-routed to go through Denver.
On Sunday, I wanted to show Dad and Andrea my car, so we went to a dealership. Ha. After we wiped the snow away, we did see the outside of it. We also went to one of my favorite places, Texas Roadhouse and bought gelato at Capanna. I made it back to Orlando around 11:00 p.m.