of back strain and mustaches

Today we were scheduled to go down to Bridgewater to see uncle Horst and aunt Barbara. But it didn't happen because Tracey's back was acting up. She'd pulled a muscle on the plane on the way down when reaching for her luggage after setting herself up for an injury by overdoing some exercises a few days before.

So we went and sat at the rooftop patio at "Your Father's Moustache" and enjoyed some sun. Then I took her to the airport and once again had to say goodbye.