The sun dipped low, casting a warm, golden hue over the Comal River as we pulled into the driveway of the Bartram Haus. It was a modern house with a sleek design and large windows. Excitement buzzed as we unloaded the car, the kids darting off to explore their temporary haven.
Inside, the house was a marvel of contemporary elegance, a sanctuary of comfort and luxury. The open-plan living room, with its high ceilings and chic furnishings, beckoned for relaxation. Upstairs, the bedrooms offered views of the shimmering pool, inviting us to unwind and rejuvenate.
Days were spent lounging by the pool, the kids splashing and playing games while we soaked up the sun. Afternoons were for tubing down the Comal, our laughter echoing over the gentle current. The evenings were magical; we gathered on the spacious balcony, watching the sunset and fireflies blink in the twilight.
One night, we organized a family talent show, a riot of laughter and fun. My brother's off-key guitar strumming and my daughter’s impromptu dance had us in stitches, their enthusiasm infectious. We ended the evening with a bonfire by the pool, roasting marshmallows and recounting old tales, the crackling flames matching our warm, contented hearts.
As the week drew to a close, we knew this trip would be a cherished memory. The Bartram Haus, with its modern comforts and our laughter-filled moments, had woven itself into the fabric of our family’s story.