tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-593970477444543007.post-60182494048892101052009-09-26T19:38:00.000-05:002009-09-26T19:38:49.161-05:00Travels, Day 17, On The Way To Guatemala<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Mom's log continues:</span><br /><blockquote><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i>Date: July 5, 1972</i></span><br /></blockquote><blockquote><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i>Place: Plaza Motel</i></span><br /></blockquote><blockquote><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i>"[Dad + Brother] took Bike to Kawasaki place. $5.00 for complete service check. We went to Grocery store + market. Got fruit + potatoes. After dinner Linda + Sharon took us around the city to look at houses. We saw one that was terribly dirty. Another nice one but sort of crampy feeling. We saw the one yesterday again. Looked the nicest. Also saw a 2 bedroom apartment - Nice but small.</i></span><br /></blockquote><blockquote><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i>Sharon is very nice - from Des Moines, Iowa. She + [Aunt] write to each other."</i></span><br /></blockquote><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">House hunting is a difficult job. There are so many things to consider when searching for the perfect house. Now, imagine looking for a house in a foreign country and not knowing the language. I have renewed respect for my parents.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/593970477444543007-6018249404889210105?l=homerstravels.com' alt='' /></div>Bruce H.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180515178920053080noreply@blogger.com0