Arriving in Lamy.

My dad picked us up at the train station in Lamy yesterday and he's so funny, he had his camera all ready for pictures.



The train rolling in.



I thought Will was right behind me, but he's such a gentleman, he let all the ladies off first. The cooler I have in hand is full of Will's straps from the moving truck, not Usinger's Sausage.



There's Will! You can see our conductor in the background. His name is Simon.