Friday night Chris (my brother) invited to go to Blanco river with him and his family on Saturday. I wasn't too sure about going since the forecast for San Antonio was thunderstorms all day. ButChris, always the optimist, was confident that the weather would be better in Blanco. So on Saturday I got up, looked out the window and saw it was raining and figured he would call it off. But no.. he said it was all south of Blanco bla bla bla.. and came over. Well guess what...He was right!! As soon as we left San Antonio, the rain stopped and the sky cleared up.

Blanco river is a pretty nice place. We got a nice spot right next to the dam where everyone swims. There's a little box on the lower side of the dam that's shallow enough for kids and a deep end on the high side of the dam for everyone else. I hadn't been swimming in a looong time and it was pretty fun. We swam most of the day, had a bbq, and swam some more. At least until the church group came.


Yea you heard me right a church group. They came by with their acoustic guitars and hymns and started baptising people right in the middle of the kiddie pool. One lady, after being baptised, went into convulsions and another started crying. I felt like I was watching one of those televangelists on TV.

We left after soon after that.