White Village Cottages
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... build as Mr Smith of Thornbury’s past golf experience was letting him down, but then came hole no.3...and it wasn’t pretty!
After an easy 2 putt from Mr Smith, Mrs Smith fell behind after an 11 putt attempt... (Well the hole was set on a slope and the ball just didn’t want to play...ball!)
Hole no. 7 was just as bad when Mrs Smith opted for the ‘risky’ route ...
... a little to yesterday. Once the rain stopped the drive was interesting I think my car had a hit me sign on it we couldn't find. First a ladies who never saw is cut Nora off as she decided she liked our lane better and later while I was driving a guy tried to broadside us again guess he also decided he wanted my lane but my horn woke him up. Jessie was amazed at the traffic we hit in some of the New York and Connecticut mostly on I 95 for ...
July 29th – day 86
We spent the evening last night
deciding what to do about Boston. It's one of those places with lots
of history and they have a great walking trail which takes in lots of
places in one half day walk Trouble is we have kids. And they're not
that interested in any of that since they're not from USA. Plus the RV
is too big to park in Boston. After ringing the info centre they said
we'd have to ...
... I am now kicking myself for not taking a 10-minute detour and dipping in to Michigan just to check it off my list... oh well), skirting the top of Ohio, through my old boss's town of Erie, Pennsylvania, and entered New York in one of the thickest rainstorms I have ever witnessed.
I've dreamt of seeing Niagara Falls since I was a child, and did not even think about it until I was reminded by passing signs that they were right there. ...
... blood red half moon settled just above the black turbulent waves. we settled down on the sand and watched the moon slowly rise, changing from red, to a deep orange of the bushfire moons back home and finally to a glowing yellow that streaked across the dark water.
The following morning I hung out on the beach trying to even out my camp tan and then we set off to Province town. With its quaint one way streets bustling with tourists ...