... get OUT!
So here's what we did.
My boyfriend and I decided that since we have Saturdays off, we should 'get lost' as often as possible. We wake up early and take care of whatever business we can take care of, this being our only day where the hours of 9am-5pm are not otherwise occupied. So we go to the bank, pay our bills, then pack a change of clothes and hit the road. One of us gets out the roadmap and puts their finger down somewhere that looks interesting, and we go for it.
We took a tour of one of the finest kitchens in the world. out in Little Washington, VA. Unfortunately we didn't take pictures. I don't think they would have liked that, anyway.
That day we met a really crazy woman who didn't go to Old Dominion, a man walking a Great Dane through a farmers' market, and some minnows that probably didn't like us sitting on a big rock in the middle of their stream, skipping stones and making a fuss.
Then we saw a bunny
which was hopping about in a very old church graveyard, and also a notable tree
which was just standing around slightly miffed that it was noteworthy enough to have a big plaque nailed into it.
Another time we went to this place in Maryland where the Potomac empties into the Chesapeake. There's a confederate POW camp and graveyard there, and here's where I'd post the image of the confederate flag flapping in the breeze behind a very tall and rickety stone obelisk. The names of all the soldiers who died there are engraved along the base of the obelisk, and I found some of my ancestors' names there.
Then we found a beach, and I went out onto some rocks
which was really a lot of fun until I stepped on the wrong rock and fell into the bay. Luckily it wasn't deep, and I only got wet up to my ass, but unluckily my ass slid on the very rock slime which caused my feet to slide in the first place, and let me tell you, my shorts were done for the day. It looked like I took the biggest, wettest shit ever, all over myself. So Joey found a cove on the beach behind some reeds and gave me his boxers, which I wore as though they were normal clothing for the remainder of the adventure.
Those are all the adventure photos I can edit right now. We also went to this place outside of Annapolis and ate crabs and alienated old people with our smoking and drinking and cursing and so on. It's only been in the last few trips that we've remembered to bring the camera. So since I've figured out how to post images, killoggs will get more adventure photographs as events transpire.
I like life.
