Sparks, Nevada--- Pop-Pop's Place

After a wonderful, but cold Memorial Day strolling amongst the coastal redwoods at a local state park and putting our toes (or in Nate's case most of his legs) in the Pacific Ocean, we headed through Donner Pass, down past Reno and into Sparks, Nevada. The welcoming arms of Pop-Pop (my Dad) were wide-open as he ushered us into his apartment and right up to a table loaded with fresh hot pizza. The kids bounced all over the place, Nate and Savannah examined (read unscrewed) all of the door stoppers, while Joe and Louisa plopped down on his sofa and began to try and tell him all the various things they have learned as Jr. Rangers. We must have shown him about a zillion pictures of our travels, while our bellies were full from chinese food and ice cream sundaes piled high with all the good stuff. (He is currently working (short term) at a power plant in the local area, so it was fun to get the chance to visit him while he is "outwest." Mom heads out there next month!) Chocolate face pancakes and other more adult food from IHOP were on order for breakfast. So with full tummies and a solid night of sleep we hugged one last time and then set off across the state to our next destination....