A couple of the Michigan guys are staying in the same Inn I am, in Oxford. Today, they were busy setting up for the party at the Millars, so we elected to stay out of their way. After eating the breakfast they present at our door, out on the veranda, we drove to St. Michael's. That entails crossing the Trent Avaon River by ferry. It runs about every sixteen minutes, so it's not too big a deal. It's a touristy town...rather quaint, and everything is old. Very old. We ate lunch there..and again I had crab cakes. I chuckled when they ordered hamburgers.
I might add it's very hot. Very. We all wore western clothes tonight, and we all were way over dressed for the occasion. I would have liked to take pictures of all the hats, but I felt it wouldn't have been in good taste. Many of them would have made Halloween costumes. Literally.
Last night Bill and Maxine treated all of us who were here to dinner at a little seafood place near where I'm staying. It was wonderful. This party is certainly adding to the economy.
I'll add more later. I'm getting a questionable strength message about internt.
