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On the next weekend (Bryan's last), Adrean took us out to his flower farm (if US customs asks, I was never on any farm), and that of his brother. We brought along his two children, Renata (3) and Adrean (5). - P6140030
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The usual suspects: Pip (the gray hippo-marble) and Mr. Frogman (holding open the computer) take their customary positions on the dash as we head out of Austin. - IMG 2883
Ears are weird. Bet you can't stuff yours into itself. - IMG 2884
After arriving at the scenic Guadalupe mountains, we prepared to head to our campsite from the Rangers' station, but discovered the car wouldn't shift out of park. Here, Bryan tries to find something in the manual that might help; eventually a call to a VW dealership yeilded the answer. - IMG 2885
We went for a hike a few miles into the mountains. The best part: the red trees. The views weren't bad either. Nor the beetle sex. Ahem. - IMG 2886
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