Hello everyone! I have a new website where I am reposting this blog one day at a time as a way of reflecting 15 years later. In addition to reposting the vintage content, I'll be adding new sketches and thoughts. I can and can't believe how much the world has changed in 15 years. I took this trip in a post 9-11, pre-Obama, pre-Trump, pre-Pandemic world... before I got married, built a tiny house, had a kid, bought an old normal sized house, and had another kid. Join me at www.anotherbunny.com to follow along with me 15 years later.
Thank you for reading or just looking at the pictures if that is your speed. The trip is done and so is this blog. But life goes on and soon I'll be back in Alaska. I assure you that my daily life is much like most and not showstopping. However, if you continue to read on, I'll be posting at avoidingturtles.blogspot.com Cheers.
I let Claudia and Snowball go. They are in a better place now. Claudia quickly scooted away, but Snowball lingered for a moment. They probably would have just gone the way of my gold fish and my hamster, Sherman. I too would have tired of the turtles. Uncle Billy's Restaurant proved to have a tasty Billy burger, smooth banana pudding, and classic sweet tea. I was stopped taking pictures of lichen on a fence and the owner drove up wondering what I was doing taking pictures of his property. He seemed to think I was crazy when I told him what I was photographing. Stopping in Grand Ridge at Providence Baptist Church for the night, I found the youth and music ministers preparing for youth service. There was much conversation and it turned to my tan. I raised up my shorts a smidgen to reveal the dramatic line while accidentally revealing my bite/wound. I explained, but John Micheal quipped, "It looks more like a bullet hole." Maybe I'll tell people that when they are tellin...
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