Trump Vader

After we floated down the river yesterday, we headed over to Cas' cousin Philip's house. Phil and Lauren were the two who got married last year, and they weren't able to make it for our reception. We had just sent a thank you card for their card and gift they sent in the mail, and in that thank you card, we said we'd celebrate next time we were in town. 

Turns out we came to town a week later. Phil and Lauren were pretty great about it. Cas asked if they were busy Saturday night, and Phil offered to have us over to the house and cook us dinner. I wasn't angling for a home cooked meal- I was actually thinking we could meet on a restaurant. Phil made us fajitas. It was pretty great. 

We stuck around a little bit after dinner to show a few of our photos from

The trip and the wedding, and we took off just in time to drop the car back at the hotel and hop in a cab to sixth street. 

Cas had gotten us a pair of tickets to the 10:00 show of Esther's Follies. He figured that, between the election and the olympics, there would be some pretty good fodder for the show. It was brilliant. They has one sketch in particular where Hillary Clinton was dressed as Princess Leia and Bernie Sanders was Yoda. Trump was, of course, Darth Vader. 

The show was paced like machine gun fire. It was brilliant, hilarious and fun, and the magician did a whole bunch of pretty great tricks. 

Because they don't allow photos during the show, here's the fountain out front: 

It was the perfect last weekend of summer for us. We still have to spend a bit of time in professional development and training before we greet our students for the first time, but this is the last weekend where Cas is totally off work both before and after it. I, of course, had a day-long session Friday, and I'm back at it Monday. Still, I refused to get too bogged down in thinking about the week ahead (or the stuff we discussed on Friday) to pass up one last whoopie weekend out of town. 

Apparently, this is a thing we do, now. We've floated down the river in New Braunfels every summer just before going back to school. It's a good tradition to keep. We're headed back to Dallas, now. Actually, we're headed to West for kolaches, then to Dallas. Then, I have to go to work tomorrow. Blegh. At least the weekend was great. Hell, the whole summer was great.