Dave watched ball game. That night we went to Olvera Street and ate Mexican food. Dave ate too much and got sick.
I assume the ball game Dad watched today was a college football game. I'm not sure if he was a Texas Longhorn fan back then, but they were not playing that day. The big game on the west coast would have been UCLA (ranked #8) vs Tennessee (ranked #9).
Another trip to Olvera Street this evening, but I won't count it as a real "touristy" visit since it sounds like we just went there for dinner. Dad did love his Mexican food and apparently had his fill and then some tonight.
Hey, didn't Mom say something in yesterday's exciting diary entry about writing a letter?
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