Ahh, back home. There really is no place like home.
Donna and I just returned from a trip to East Texas. One of Donna's nephews was getting married, and she wanted to attend. It was a lovely service, and we had the opportunity to visit with Donna's family, some of whom we had not seen in years.
It's funny to watch the progression of a family over the years. When Donna and I married way back in 1977, we were so young, like the young couple we watched take their vows yesterday. Over the years, we've grown from the youngsters, to the middle-aged folks, and finally to the grandparent stage. At the wedding yesterday, our generation -- Donna and I and her siblings -- was the old guard. We sat with a niece and her high-school aged son. Another niece had a daughter serving as a bride's maid in the ceremony. A gathering like this really makes you reflect on the passage of time.
Before going to the wedding, we made a side-trip through Shreveport and Bossier City for a little gaming. Lady Luck wasn't with us this time, but we didn't lose everything. At least our room and meals were comped, so we came out feeling as though we got our money's worth.
We took a leisurely drive through deep East Texas from Shreveport to Conroe (site of the wedding). That part of the country has really had good rain, it seems. Everything was so lush and green, and tanks and lakes looked healthy. We took a route new to us and were able to see places we are not that familiar with, like San Augustine and Woodville. We found a nice little city RV park in San Augustine we put on our list should we ever RV again (Mission Delores Visitor Center and RV Park). We crossed Sam Rayburn Reservoir near Broaddus. What a beautiful lake that is! Just west of Woodville, we detoured off the road for a short side trip through the Alabama-Coushatta Indian reservation there.
At Livingston, we met Donna's half-sister and her husband for lunch. This is the second time we have eaten at Pueblo Viejo just west of Livingston, and I've really enjoyed my meal both times. It was good to see Anita and Keith and spend a little time with them.
From Livingston, we traveled west on US 190, crossing Lake Livingston, another beautiful East Texas lake. The area has really built up since the last time we crossed this part of the lake nearly 40 years ago. It's now a pretty busy area.
After the wedding, there was food and a bit of dancing. After the young couple had cut their cake and danced their first dance, Donna and I slipped away. Although we had originally planned to spend a second night in Conroe, we decided to return home yesterday. It was a long drive, but we arrived home last night and slept in our own bed. It was so nice to wake up in our home this morning.