- We were pulled over not once but twice by police ("But officer, we're not doing anything illegal").
- I saw a lot of cockroaches.
- I sort of cursed Jesus. His wasn't the life-size statue we were seeking in the dark of night, but from a distance we couldn't tell that.
- We never located the gravesite we were looking for (the desire to see this started with a Beaumont journalist's blog postings I read earlier this year).
- We passed through Babyland and lived to tell the tale.
We called my brother afterwards, still on our mad adventure high, and I was counting on him singing "No more scooter rides in the cemetery...", but he didn't. A missed opportunity indeed.
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You forgot to include the pictures from the inside of my purse...aka, Cemetary after Dark! :)
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