I love that Sam can now pull his own suitcase through the airport. I love the photo of him heading off into the wild blue yonder. And I guess technically Sam could be carry on. I wonder if the airlines would let us get away with that?!?!
I got to read almost an entire book on the plane. Sam watched Treehouse (see how he is mesmerized by the TV) and Rachel mostly napped on Dave's lap. It was a very smooth flight.
And after a few hours of driving we got to St Andrews. It was very foggy a lot of the time so we saw things through a light mist.
More importantly, after hours of driving we got to the Rossmount Inn where we stayed. It was a gorgeous place with beautiful gardens, porches to hang out on and lovely furniture.
All the produce from the gardens is used in the Inn's kitchens. While Sam and I were back there one of the chefs was picking nasturtium leaves for something and Sam picked one too and popped it straight in his mouth. Ooops! I don't think guests were supposed to be picking the produce but since when did rules ever stop a three year old?
One day we went to The Clam Digger for lunch. It was a lot of very good, deep friend seafood. I had shrimp. Yum yum yum!
Dave liked that our license plate said "Jedi" and I thought it was unlikely that Jedis would be driving a Lancer if they could drive cars. Ha!
The day we left, we took our pictures with a giant lobster. Because who doesn't want their picture taken with a giant lobster?!?!?
And then we flew home. I had an awesome picture of Rachel smiling so big but it was blurry so you have to make do with this one of her smiling behind her soother.