Well, maybe not all that sudden. But I just found out.
Just got off the phone with my mother. It seems a friend of the family, a friend who flies a powered parachute is going to a gathering of fliers of such things. This gathering will take place Nov. 8-10 in St. George, UT which is about a hundred miles northeast of Los Vegas. He was going to have a friend of his drive his van, towing the flying machine (chute packed, of course) out west while he flew commercially. Well, something came up and the friend is no longer available to do the driving.
So a few calls, some pondering, and a few more calls, and now my folks will be spending a couple weeks driving out west and back for this, picking the parachute flier up at the Los Vegas airport. It sounds like a welcome change of routine for them, too. And this Saturday night they'll be staying overnight in Fairmont. So now Jay & I have some slight plans for the weekend. We still won't really be going anywhere, just putting up my folks for a night. There is one place we will be going, but that's in town. It seems the Mexican restaurant we took them to on their last visit made an impression, so they want to go there again. Fine by us. There is a reason we took them there.