Postcard Wars

I passed my Africa test, by the way. I identified all the countries on a blank map, on two separate occasions. It took a lot of studying, and some odd memorization tricks, but no longer will some bozo from Guinea lecture me on the difference between East and West.

And what about the capitals, you ask? That was a bit tougher. I’ll be able to name them all just as soon as Burkina Faso changes its capital to a city that contains no vowels in its name.

Well, folks, it was the 2nd consecutive St. Patrick’s Day in the Dallas/Ft. Worth region for me, and what a fine experience. Cowboy Bryce and Cowgirl Laura got hitched, green champagne abounded and man those tamales were good! Especially with a Bloody Mary waiting to go down the hatch, and smoothly. Thanks for a great time!

Going to the chapel, etc.

Weeeeeeeeeeeeehawwwwwwwww!

A good Christian wedding.

And a fine couple!

Charlottesville, Virginia, is home to Thomas Jefferson. It is rather nice.

Monticello

That’s rural Virginia in the background. Hard to believe it was covered with lots of snow less than 12 hours after this photo was taken.

And here we have another presidential home, Mount Vernon, just south of DC. I liked this one better than Monticello.

The house (Duh). I mean, it’s not the outhouse, right?

(The outhouse, incidentally, was known as The Necessary by those who visited Mount Vernon, which I learned during our tour of the grounds. As in, ‘Bloody well done winning that war, George! That river must have been cold. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to The Necessary for a moment.’)

Nice view of the Potomac, which was spelled Potomack in its earlier references.