|If you haven't noteiced already, Blake has had a "duck face" in every photo. Apparently it's a goal of his.|
|We didn't pose for this, mom just kept walking in a serpentine and we followed.|
Oh gosh, I don't think we've ever laughed so hard. First we stopped at a junk yard sort of thing but dad started freaking out that the town sheriff was going to come pick up Clarke and charge tens of thousands of dollars for his bail. "How do you think he affords the hummer!?" My brothers, always quick on their feet, entertained us with a myriad of jokes after that: "Oh no dad, I think someone is following us. Oh wait, there's no one there!!" We did eventually find a hubcap along the road in a spot that no one would ever think us stealing.
|"I can't find my sunglasses so I'll just cover my eyes"|
|Yes, that is Blake texting. Did you expect anything different?|
|A guitar for Clarke|
|A bit blurry|
|We all scrunched in one seat since Jaz and Clarke couldn't see from the very back|
There was a stark difference in the scenery from early in the day compared to our last hour on the road. Driving at a the speed of snot, we inched our way along three times before deciding we had had enough of the hot, stale beer and cigarette smoke filled air. That was the day - long and hot. I must say though, it was also probably my favorite day. With the exception of a bumpy, grumpy morning there was no arguing or even agitated attitudes. Just smiles and family bonding the whole way. I anticipate the remainder of the trip to be similar :)
Until next time, dear readers recommended by my parents and my few but faithful friends, live long and prosper.