Austin Hyde Park Inn
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... rest of the evening on the phone with my friend, Sylwia and various vets. We had to make the heartbreaking decision to put him to sleep as they didn’t think he would survive the night and was in pain. We can never put into words how horrible that was but are so thankful that Sylwia was there with him and that we were able to say goodbye via Skype. We are eternally grateful to her for all she did for us, Tigger and Jax.
I flew back early the next morning (we ...
... to see and luckily standing on the top of the bridge we didn't get pooped on.
After two days of poor eating we hit the gym first thing the next morning for a 20 minute run, had a light breakfast in the hotel lobby, and then headed to our next must see activity: water bike riding!
We arrived late morning for what was already promising to be a really hot day and set out on our water bikes under the same bridge we had stood on the night before to see the ...
... exposing a negative directly onto photographic paper and they provide a quality black and white photographic record of history in the making. They can be enlarged somewhat without losing image quality.
In 1916 Arthur B. Cross and Edward L. Dimmitt formed a partnership to sell real photo postcards of the Columbia River Gorge, Mt. Hood, ...
We got up a little later today and I was a little scratchy after too much Argentinian red last night. Sam was going to join us for breakfast at the Omni Hotel after Ailien dropped him off. He couldn't get in the hotel initially as the fire alarm was triggered and all the people in the lobby and the office tower next door were all out on the pavement.
So we spent a couple of hours with Sam chewing the fat. Then off for ...
... the ceiling cracks sprung forth down the ferns into the pool. I hiked across and began my yoga routine barefoot in the sand. Even the sounds are smoothed out softly along the water and stone. I imagined what it would be like to find this. I imagined the Natives and how sacred of a place this must have been. I soaked my roots here. Diving and Swimming filled some significant, but unwatched amount of time. Hiking out felt like leaving your favorite pub or coffee shop, ...