One of the things that is hard about going on trips is all the stories that no one else understands. This past trip to South America is no exception. I tried telling the story where Dave got stoned on 2 Ambiens and wouldn't give up his ukulele, but it's not as hilarious to anyone else besides those who were there. Or Brandon's bedtime stories about Relative NRG, his family band growing up. At least I know that one of my readers (Becca) remembers this great night and is laughing (hopefully).
I got back last week and have worked every day since then except one. Maybe I'll have time at the end of the week to start posting about the trip.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
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2 comments:
Haaaaaaaa I am laughing. I guess it's like so many things in life...you just had to be there to know how freaking hilarious all these things were. Too bad for those who missed out!
I wanna hear about it and I would probably laugh too. I'll be checking to see if you or Becca get around to blogging about the trip. Also congrats on filling your passport.
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