I Hate Cows...

Worst trip... EVER.

It all started out innocently enough. We were going to go to Ohio to see my ailing Grandmother (we call her G, cause she's fly like that) and possibly bring her back with us. It actually sounded like an adventure, you know? FUN.


Rora, ready to go despite it being early early early.


Even Tilda seemed happy.


Clio was her normal chipper morning-self.


After several hours on the road however, the wear began to show....









Soon, it appeared we all knew where we would be spending eternity...




Apparently Route 666...


AKA Ohio.


Aurora was apparently in her element.

There was even a great FLOOD (geez!):





But we finally got there.



The next day, we took the crazy old lady with us.







I'm not going to talk about that day. That was a bad day. Suffice to say we survived. Barely. And G ordered Porn and 10,000 BC (I'm not sure which is worse) at the hotel. She was of course looking for the "Discovery Channel".

Erk.

posted by Kelly at 7/01/2008 09:17:00 AM