stormy skies at a wyoming crossroads.
re-thinking this whole "balance a cactus on my head" thing.
the rolling hills of pennsylvania. this was one of the prettiest parts of the drive. also the raniest.
maybe somewhere in indiana? sadly, we didn't eat at the country fixin's restaurant.
ah, holiday inn express, how i love thee...that is until i realized i left my pillow here.
leaving iowa. thank goodness. onto nebraska...not much better.
we stopped for gas one million times.
iowa cornfields and sunny skies.
westward ho! driving into the sunset. and driving...and driving...
jakes's totally gonna get lucky tonight.
the pioneers loved their cacti and traditionally carried one in every handcart.
wait...is this the same picture of jake with the cactus getting gas? nope, it's different.
the cactus, feeling particularly parched, contemplates a refreshing dip in the pool.
cactus is here. (council bluffs historic site.)
i preferred the "holding the cactus on my head" thing.
5 comments:
Jake in the hot tub = hahaha! Glad ya'll made it safely.
Who let that slutty cactus in the hot tub with my man?!! That does explain the cactus needles I had to remove from his private parts however...
What a fun way to document the LONG trek across the country! Love it!
you are a crack up! i miss your sense of humor!
oh, and i was signed in under chase's blog. der. this is cyd. der.
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