The Road Trip
Mexinette's dorm room.
Monterey 156, my dorm room, where the fun ended at 8:00pm when my meemaws...I mean roommates went to sleep.
Our dorm.
Around our lake.
Our prayer chapel.
The Bible College office.
Where we held our Sunday night chapel services. Clearly I've been suffering at this horribly ugly Bible College...
I tended these magnifiscent flower beds of lushness during my M199 service.
And this illustrious garden of glory.
Um...and this...
The auditorium pulpit, where many a great sermon was preached.
Our gnarly as poop bin room (as in, where we keep our food). We kept ours pretty clean, except that one rotton banana...which, at least, is better than the geniuses who decided to keep their dairy products in their unrefridgerated bin. I'm pretty sure this is the only pic of the college that'll make you not want to come here.
My parents came to pick us up and take us on a road trip back to Texas.
Mi familia.
Mi other familia.
First stop, Pacific Ocean. My dad had never been to it before, so we went. The waves actually got pretty huge, and there were kids pretty much drowning themselves in the freezing ocean because kids are crackheads. And by kids I mean teenagers - I'm just really old.
Stop 2: J-tree wee! We got there just in time for the raddest sunset.
Then we went to a hotel where Jeanette almost had a panick attack after 3,000 Japs piled into our glass elevator. She's a little claustrophobic after that one feeding trough incident...but anyways! This was us watching one of those stupid The Ring movies. Man, I've still gotta use my blankie during movies like that.
And then we went to Aunt Masako's place. One of my g-ma's little sisters. She had gyoza, sashimi, sweet rice wraps, sushi rolls, tsukiyaki, fried chicken, the freakin works. Jeanette was brave enough to chew on some raw tako for ten minutes. As in, octupus.
While we were there my mom took us to this gigantic Japanese multi-level shopping center. Our most outstanding find was this thing called Tee-Time, which was actually a mini-golf set that you put in front of your toilet. Dude, it wouldn't have been that absurd if not for the box - it had a picture of a guy actually playing it, pants around the ankles and all.
Ah well, the obligatory fam shots.
Then we hauled to Sedona. Just a gorgeous red rock town in Arizona, full of new age vortex-seeking hippies.
Haha, really I do not know what happened here. But this is for you, buttface.
Then we went on a massive hike around this area.
I don't know what it is about squatting people, but they're just asking to be pushed over. I think the poor thing was tryin to check out an aloe plant or something, and my dad caught it nanoseconds after the wipeout. So the mad face is real.
J and I climbed this fatty mountain. (Nice buns, mija.)
Victory shot.
Water ad.
Find the eagle poo!
Eight million sunset shots.
Meanwhile, with this breath-takingly beautiful sunset going on overhead...
...rock smashing, a fun activity often overlooked by people over ten.
THEN, we went to some national parks. This one was alright, I guess. Yeah it had an active volcano, lava, meteor craters and people flying 50 mph down steep hills in dune buggies, but no dinosaurs. Seriously, no dinosaurs. What a joke.
Oh well. We got to climb some dried lava, which was flippin sweet. And somehow I've managed to look like an idiot in all the pictures from this point on. Enjoy!
We climbed up this ridiculously steep and toiling mountain that almost did me in. The best part was getting passed up by senior citizens and young children. At least the old peopel that passed me were Japanese, who are beasts by nature.
It was worth it because of this awesome view at the top.
Then we saw some Indian ruins. This is one of the cooler sites.
My dad found this sweet action pottery shard.
Then to the Grand Canyon!!! Where I got my ear sniffed.
My dad bought this ooglay sweater. My mom got one too, and she told me to stick its XXL sticker on Jeanette's butt. So I slapped it on there and she had no idea it was on there the whole time. Notice even the two pics above. Poor little ignorant thing!
Can we get a close up on that crack?
Then we drove though the Painted Desert!!!! Jeanette was really excited about this desert. It was cute, like a little kid in a...desert store. Or smething. See how proud she looks just to be sanding in it.
Have you ever raced a Mexican up a big red hill of sand, then pulled ahead for the home stretch, and then been unexpectedly slung back into the ground for a humiliating defeat? Cause I have. Like right after this pic got taken.
Little gem on Route 66. Seriously, this is amazing. I want to spear a buffalo and then spend the night here. Then I want to marry whoever made this up fifty times in a row. Okay, too much, just forget it.
Some cool woods we detoured through.
We hauled it all the way to Texas to drop Shmex off. So I got to visit with her familia and with the other Gospel For Asia-ers, which was so good. Then I went home. Boo. The end.
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