The last night in Texas

Before my move to Germany, I road tripped home to see my parents and store some stuff. They got a lot of my old crap (like about a thousand t-shirts) that I couldn't throw away.
On the last night, we had a great dinner and a few bottles of wine. This is one of the best and most fun nights with my parents that I can remember. We laughed all night long, telling stories of the past.
...at the airport, shortly before departure. The horse wasn't ours...