Here is a view of the street from a deli we ate lunch at.
Here is George and Alan at the Italian restaurant where we had awesome pizza.
On Sunday it was Easter. It was bittersweet. Although we could celebrate privately, it was the first Easter I haven't been at church. We had hoped to go to a service in the morning, but our bus left too early. Someone sent a treat from home, though, which was fun. PEEPS! (Mom... was that you? I know you love them)
Yes, it was me. I was going to send Cadbury eggs but figured it would melt. I'm glad they made it in one piece. I nearly opened it and ate one.
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