Well, Holy Week this year proved to be quite different from years past.
Traffic did not drop until Friday (ironically the one day of the whole week most service oriented businesses were closed, versus several days years past) and even then it was not the ghost town as in the past.
Running for me was above par, even with the gate problems keeping me off the road on Monday and with some work to do on Tuesday. I finished the week with 7:02. Friday and Saturday were the most interesting, with the traffic down I was able to run downtown, see the Good Friday ceremonies and carpet layings (don't know what I am talking about? Look it up...very interesting stuff). I figure I ran somewhere around 47 miles. That is a big week for me.
It looked like rain a few times, and actually sprinkled/rained this afternoon. That is quit unusual, as is the non-sweltering temperatures.
We got quite a bit of work done around the house this week, and discovered while doing it so much more we can do...when we have time. I won't be holding my breath.
We also got to visit with Rex, Christine, and their family for our becoming-an-annual tradition of spending Thursday together for pizza (Domino's...a first in several years for us), and of course Survivor.
Call us homebodies, or just agoraphobics on a vacational level, we prefer spending Holy Week here, perhaps even more so since everyone else leaves, and the beaches become like fields of wheat when the locust decend. I am just sorry the traffic can not be like this all year.