Although we had a few close calls, we all walked away in one piece after the crazy firework war. We waited for the craziness to die down before we took Skip back to his place.
This morning we got up a little later since we didn’t get to bed until 3am. Marco and I had breakfast and stopped by to visit his father’s grave. We try to go every year we’re here. After that we went to visit his sister Karin and I finally got the opportunity to meet her younger boy, Sven. When we moved to the US Sven had not been born yet and for some reason or another never got the chance to meet him until today. After a short visit we drove to Skip’s house to plan out the rest of our day.
