June 28, 2002

Hanging with family.

We relaxed again in San Angelo, waiting for Elizabeth's brother and his girlfriend to join us again from Austin. While we waited, the lake beckoned - Marthame on the jet ski, Elizabeth in a rubber dingie, finding our interests. Elizabeth drifted into the reed islets, seeing mud dauber nests. She rowed back, mostly spinning and drifting due to a busted paddle. Marthame, meanwhile, ran out of gas in the middle of the lake, blown by the wind (and grace?) back to the dock.

It sure is nice to get the chance to relax. Being in a flight path leaves us slightly on edge, though - air traffic overhead in Zababdeh is never civilian. When all had arrived, we went off to enjoy another steak dinner before sharing our pictures from our time in Lebanon and Syria as the moon lit up Lake Nasworthy.