On Tuesday, we went on a little family outing to the Farmer's Market on Grand Ave. (Yes, the same Grand Ave. of Cruisin' Grand on Friday nights that Jeff griped about last year.) It was very quaint and we got some yummy tacos and gyros and kettle corn, and ran into Jeff's friends from the seminary.
We also found a treasure in one of the books I picked up. Inside of a very old grammar book (published in 1891!) was this:
It's an old letter, written in French, from 1900!!! Needless to say, Jeff and I were very VERY excited to find this "treasure" (that's what Jeff kept calling it).
Alas, Escondido really is not so bad.