We got home from Greece and had 2 days to finish packing, putting everything into a moving truck, unpacking our storage unit, and cleaning like mad. Whew. We did it. Luckily, I suffered severely from jet lag and would awake at 3 a.m. and start packing and cleaning. My shuffling about would spur Greg to action so that we were both actually suffering from my sleeplessness.

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Goodbye to our best friends

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We won’t bore you with the details but that was the tip of the ice berg. Once in Salt Lake City, fourteen more hours of unpacking and repacking and sorting and consolidating ensued. Sweet mother. It felt like we would never hit the road.

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Livin’ the high life at Grandma Clara’s:
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We did finally meet Andrea & Larry in Indian Creek for rock climbing:

And we still have the trash. Fortunately, Greg’s poor placement of the trash in Andrea’s truck does not represent his gear placement in the rock. I think we have now been carrying this 7 year old piece of trash for a YEAR!!!!!