|The third taco place.|
|Scott and I looking at the menu.|
|Part of the ambiance, playing a guitar.|
|Cindy with one of the tacos.|
|Luis and I with the stained glass.|
We then went over to see Luis about the window. It looked the same as the other one, and he apologized for the mistake last Tuesday. It was his suppliers fault, and I really wanted both doors with the same stained glass, so I guess it was worth the drive. I asked him to hold it for a little while, while we went shopping. Cindy didn't find the pottery bowl she wanted, but did find some bracelets for Christmas presents, and we got them as low as they were willing to go on them, so she bought them. So I guess she was happy.
|from the left, Scot, Glenda , me, Don with the Cat cap.|
After lunch while we were shopping, we ran into Don and Glenda Wicks, who are Canadians we met at Boomerville. They work summers at an RV Park near Calgary. We promised to look them up on our way through Alberta.
We picked up our stained glass and went to customs, and there was hardly a line, so we got back to the US really quick. A lot of the stores were closed today, and the parking lot had about 1/10 of the cars it usually has, so I guess not as many people go on Sunday.