Mike shows off his slightly scuffed bike and slightly scuffed elbow. We figured one of us would crash at some point, but on the first day? Boy, what an overachiever! |
Oh, well that's just great. Why didn't somebody tell us we could get a groovin' animatronic Elvis Rock Star fortune teller machine for our wedding instead of a real Elvis? |
This evil repugnant goopy spawn of Satan somehow managed to slurp it's disgusting way into our zipped-shut tent while we slept, and I woke up just as it was preparing to attack by oozing onto my pillow and towards my face. For some reason, Mike didn't seem to think this brush with death constituted a legitimate reason to wake him up at 6am. Sure, he says that now, but he'd be singing a different tune if this undulating glop ball had gotten to him... |
Pike Street Public Market Seattle, Washington |
Our First Day! Adventure Awaits... Madonna Inn San Luis Obispo, California. |