Playing Rock-Paper-Scissor to see which of us would drive the rent-a-car. After a flight to Denver from New York, during which we drank Heineken after Heinekan.
Driving over switchbacks through the Rockies. At night. With an squeaky-breaked 18-wheeler behind us.
Getting knocked into the frigid Animus River in level-5 rapids during our first white-water-rafting experience.
How many lives did I burn through during one road trip?
the saturated grass
and Poets and Storytellers United’s Writers’ Pantry #33: Gotta Love the Classics (posted by Rommy)