Our private pool with stone waterfall |
Lounging by the pool |
Gary's tail hanging off the roof |
Gary sliding back underneath the clay tile |
We decided to head into PV for dinner and wound up at Fajita Republic. As usual, we ate outside on the patio so we could enjoy the breezes, sights, and sounds of downtown. For some reason I could not remember the correct name of this restaurant to save my life. I kept calling it Fajita Revolution or Fajita Nation - I don't know why. The food was great and we had a great time.
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"we enjoyed hours and hours of terrific music" - and I BET you sang along and there was dancing too!
my sister had an iguana as a pet back in the early 70s; she named him mortimer. he was a cute little guy!
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