Albuquerque trip

Whenever we are going south on I-25, Geo says we should keep going because he wants to eat at Slice Parlor in Albuquerque, a pizza restaurant close to our old house. So we made it happen. Ostensibly, we were buying new instruments at Robertson's, but it was all an elaborate and expensive scheme to eat at Slice Parlor. 

We ended up staying in the same hotel as we did in 2017 when Geo fell and hit his head on the fireplace, necessitating three layers of stitches. 

Buh enjoyed coming back to his home state. He is showing off Geo's new cello case.