While I DID attempt for us to have some sort of rhyme and reason to our outfit choices, it became too much of a struggle to get everyone in agreement, and I quickly realized it wasn’t that serious. That was a hill not worth dying on.
Category: Travel
Brainwave Express
I woke to the sound of a fog horn blowing. Except it wasn't a fog horn. The shower above us was running and that was the sound of the pipes.