Noah Cardiel Holt | My life according to other people

…or is the glass half-full?  Either way, our week in Avon was up on Saturday so we hit the road.  Our destination was D.C. for a night in a hotel before driving back to NYC on Sunday.

The sky was sad to see us go.

Diane saying goodbye.

Mike was bummed to leave too.

Noah’s Opa packing up the gear.

Mike and Diane wave goodbye, Kate forgets she is coming with us.

We made a pit stop at Morris Farm’s again.

Before we got very far, the A/C in the van died…  a collective sigh came from the group.

Noah was psyched on the hotel room.  Maybe it was the carpet, maybe it was the A/C, maybe it was the freedom… or maybe it was the mirror so that he could (open mouth) kiss himself.

The thing about hotels, you never know who’s been crawling naked all over you bed.