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I used to say Idano, now I say Idago. Quite recently I visited my youngest sister in Boise, Idaho. The bustling metropolis of the United Staes favorite Canadian border state. It was the first time I flew by myself. Almost missed my second connection. It's the hazard of a late flight and my three inch flats.
In Idaho there's little to do unless you enjoy the outdoors. Now I enjoy a good hike as much as the next person, but I can't spend the whole day testing my sunscreen. My sister and I went shopping. I hung out with my nephews, although I'm worried I didn't come across as the “fun uncle”. They are little people. |
The Farmer's Market was the standout excursion of our trip. We don't have those back home after all. I got these cute little bacon donuts. My sister got a bottle of wine and we split a root beer float.
The company was the best part of the trip. It was the bonding with the brother in law, open discussion of family drama, and red eye flights. I even got my first pedicure and after being sat next to the rhinestone cowboy on my flight back to Houston, I was moved and met this gorgeous girl who goes to school in Alabama. My mother told me never to talk to strangers, but there's always a first for everything.
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