A thousand miles and many many dollars in gas later, ta-da! I'm in Texas. And it's on fire.
Luckily none of my close family or friends have been directly impacted by the flames, but everyone's on guard and there is smoke in the air. A lot of it. Visible, scary, cough-inducing smoke.
Other than that, the trip so far has been fabulous, and I've been busy. Since heading to San Antonio a week ago, I've gotten to:
Eat at a Scottish pub with kilted waitstaff:
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| I was happy to see both sexes being treated as equal pieces of meat. |
Be terrified by finding this in Jay and Kellie's hallway:
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| I once played a jester named Yorick. Should I be worried? |
Play video games! Ok, watch other people play video games:
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| "Fat Princess" is serious shit. |
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Drink amazing homemade Sangria:
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| So good, Kellie didn't want any of it to go to waste. |
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Play with puppy!
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| Marty loves his balls. Well, the ones they let him keep. (Yes, I'm 12) |
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And start missing the crap out of everyone in Des Moines!
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| Digital puppy kisses just aren't the same. |
And then I got to Houston, where I had to start doing semi-responsible tasks. Like going to the eye doctor. Surprise! I need glasses.
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| Now I'm that much closer to looking like Tina Fey. In my head. |
Up to come while I'm still Stateside- coffee with friends, fun times with Mawmaw Ruby and some sun at the BEACH!
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