Today felt almost like a summer day in Richmond — warm and humid. But, if my memory serves me correctly, not nearly as hot nor as humid as true summer.

We started the day by going geocaching in Pouncey Tract Park along with my brother and nephew — there were at least three caches there, and we found two of them (the other has a difficulty rating of 4 out of 5; we weren’t the only ones to give up, though I intend to try it again sometime). We called it a morning just in time to beat the first few raindrops, too.

After that, Diane, Jeff, and I went over to my Mom’s house to help her get rid of a pile of obsolete paperwork (that seems to be a theme of this trip!). Unlike earlier this week at Diane’s dad’s house, Jeff didn’t have to man the shredder — instead, we collected several bagfuls of paper to bring to my brother for later destruction.

When it came time for dinner, we made a mistake, although we enjoyed dinner a lot. We went to Peking Restaurant on West Broad Street, where we had two kinds of tasty chicken, and then we had dessert at Celesti Gelati — again, tasty. The mistake wasn’t obvious until we arrived at ComedySportz, which, unlike ComedySportz San Jose, has a heavy emphasis on food — in fact, they have a one item per person minimum in addition to the admission charge. Fortunately, they sold bottled water (it was fortunate in another respect — the air conditioning wasn’t working), but if I’d realized that they served food and had a fairly broad menu, it would have been easier (and probably less caloric) to have eaten there.

The show was great fun; it was slightly different from the shows I’ve seen in San Jose (for one thing, the teams were larger: four people per team), and I’d happily return.

Then it was back to my Mom’s house for the last time on this trip…we stayed there through a thunderstorm, and now we’re back at my brother’s. Tomorrow, we’re off to Washington.

Today didn’t go quite the way I expected it to. We slept far better than the night before (thanks to my brother for stopping the clocks!), and I thought we’d get a fairly early start and spend the day at my Mom’s apartment.

But when I went to pour myself a second cup of coffee, I didn’t stop soon enough and got the grounds — and then my sister-in-law gave me the terrible news that they were out of coffee (this might explain why she asked me to pick up some while I was out shopping yesterday). This called for decisive action — and only twenty minutes later, we were en route to Starbucks. And then a quick trip to the supermarket. And then back to my brother’s house.

So we got to Mom’s apartment just before noon…and left an hour later, en route to a campus tour of the University of Richmond — we’re hitting various colleges on this trip, chosen mostly because they’re there rather than because they’re likely to be places Jeff is interested in. But so far, both schools have had personal connections — Diane went to Hofstra as an undergraduate, and I had won a scholarship to U of R on the WRNL-University of Richmond Scholarship Quiz, but I chose to go to RPI instead. U of R is a very pretty campus (probably prettier now than when I was in high school), and it was a good day for a tour. I got distracted, though, because our housesitters called me and told me that we had had a bad leak in the utility room; apparently the shutoff valve for the washing machine gave up the ghost. Fortunately, they caught it early and kept any water from leaking into the rest of the house, and have even arranged for a plumber to fix it before we get home — but I’m sure glad we had someone taking care of the house.

After the tour, we made our other planned stop for the day: Dave’s Comics and Silly Ass Toys. Jeff picked up his monthly order, as well as a few other comics, and then we spent a while in the backroom, talking.

I was planning to go back to Mom’s place, but in the meantime, my niece had gone over there, so we went back to my brother’s house instead. And then to dinner, and by the time we’d finished, she was tired (and so were we!), so we decided not to go anywhere. Tomorrow will be another day, right?