Here are some pictures from that excursion.
What is particularly fun for me about this is that my mom and I went to Rothenberg when I was just a few years older than Davan. Well, okay, five years older, but still. And Anthony was with us. We'd been dating just under a year then.
Here are some pictures from that trip, a little over 20 years ago:
And because we seem to only have pictures from Anthony's camera that day, here's another a picture of him from the same time frame, just to be fair.
We'd just gotten out of the Army and he was going through a scruffy beard stage.
And, because that's now gotten me on a nostalgia kick, here are more pictures of the two of us from our younger years.
In this picture, I was a just barely 20 year old and Anthony and I were fairly newly dating.
Here's Anthony from the same time frame. He was 22. We started dating about a week before I turned 20, which was November of 1990. He felt like he was robbing the cradle at the time. Now, of course, the difference is nothing.
Our trip to Rothenberg with my mom happened about 9 months later.
In between, in the spring, we went bungie jumping with some friends.
And, on the 4th of July, we went skiing on a glacier in Australia.
There were other adventures, as well, but I'll stop there. My gosh, though, weren't we just babies?
I'm glad that Davan is getting in adventures of her own (not that ours are over) and that hers will be much better documented though the miracle of digital photography. (I could hardly find any of Anthony and I together!)