Aesc and Trin's Excellent Adventure
Oct. 11th, 2010 09:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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aesc and I are currently in the process of conquering New England. She just posted a collection of (much, much prettier) pictures, but of course I need to share my own unique take on the experience. So here are an obscene amount of photographs of wild animals, nature being grotesquely pretty, and yes, a mummy.
Our first stop in Boston was the New England Aquarium. These salmon are judging me for having eaten so many of their brethren.
George Washington thinks he's better than you.
Squirrel.
Spooky abandoned building in Boston vs. spooky abandoned fort in New Hampshire.
Weird.
aesc and...a multidimensional wavelength of celestial intent?
This is what happens when you take your fashion cues from Michael Jackson, because I nearly moonwalked off this cliff.
This fish is just sleeping, right?
God wants you to make weird piles of stones.
We were in Portland when this guy ran up to me, shouted, "You really do exist!" and insisted I take a picture with him.
We visited the town where I grew up, which has a big waterfall at its center.
Such a pretty river...
...But don't swim in it.
"To Trin, it was always the tomato bisque."
This trestle bridge was a shortcut home from school. It always scared me to cross it. My knees would lock and I'd feel like I was about to tumble into the water.
I thought I'd triumph over this fear by crossing it now, as "an adult." But nope! Still as terrifying as ever!
This Ten Commandments sign used to greet me every morning on the way to school. Downer.
Too bad about the nightcrawlers, too.
[HIGH SCHOOL NOT PICTURED.]
What's with this Wicker Man shit? These were across the street from the cemetery and were much, much creepier.
"Are they now not together for a blissful eternity?" Why are you asking us? We didn't know them very well or anything.
Bummer.
Double bummer.
The town I grew up in gave a mummy a "proper Christian burial" because we're classy like that.
God is angry because you lined your stones up instead of making weird piles out of them.
Oh, fuck you, Nature. Seriously. Just stop.
Show off.
And then Nature's all like, "Whatever dude. You're gonna die, and I'm going to erode your gravestones till they just look like rocks, then eat your precious little cemetery with my ridiculously pretty trees. I win again, chumps!"
Okay, Nature. You win...for now.
Actually, nature's totally cheating by giving me awful allergies. But I will defeat them! For there are more adventures to be had tomorrow. Wish us luck!
aesc and I are currently in the process of conquering New England. She just posted a collection of (much, much prettier) pictures, but of course I need to share my own unique take on the experience. So here are an obscene amount of photographs of wild animals, nature being grotesquely pretty, and yes, a mummy.Our first stop in Boston was the New England Aquarium. These salmon are judging me for having eaten so many of their brethren.
George Washington thinks he's better than you.
Squirrel.
Spooky abandoned building in Boston vs. spooky abandoned fort in New Hampshire.
Weird.
aesc and...a multidimensional wavelength of celestial intent?This is what happens when you take your fashion cues from Michael Jackson, because I nearly moonwalked off this cliff.
This fish is just sleeping, right?
God wants you to make weird piles of stones.
We were in Portland when this guy ran up to me, shouted, "You really do exist!" and insisted I take a picture with him.
We visited the town where I grew up, which has a big waterfall at its center.
Such a pretty river...
...But don't swim in it.
"To Trin, it was always the tomato bisque."
This trestle bridge was a shortcut home from school. It always scared me to cross it. My knees would lock and I'd feel like I was about to tumble into the water.
I thought I'd triumph over this fear by crossing it now, as "an adult." But nope! Still as terrifying as ever!
This Ten Commandments sign used to greet me every morning on the way to school. Downer.
Too bad about the nightcrawlers, too.
[HIGH SCHOOL NOT PICTURED.]
What's with this Wicker Man shit? These were across the street from the cemetery and were much, much creepier.
"Are they now not together for a blissful eternity?" Why are you asking us? We didn't know them very well or anything.
Bummer.
Double bummer.
The town I grew up in gave a mummy a "proper Christian burial" because we're classy like that.
God is angry because you lined your stones up instead of making weird piles out of them.
Oh, fuck you, Nature. Seriously. Just stop.
Show off.
And then Nature's all like, "Whatever dude. You're gonna die, and I'm going to erode your gravestones till they just look like rocks, then eat your precious little cemetery with my ridiculously pretty trees. I win again, chumps!"
Okay, Nature. You win...for now.
Actually, nature's totally cheating by giving me awful allergies. But I will defeat them! For there are more adventures to be had tomorrow. Wish us luck!
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Date: 2010-10-14 04:01 pm (UTC)But your weird pile of stones looks like an Inukshuk to me! You should totally think of it as due South fandom trying to get in on your trip :)