I couldn’t capture today in writing if I spent the entire next week trying, so I won’t even bother. Here are some effortless pictures instead.
While I really despise Wilkes-Barre, when you’re here with the right people, it’s not so bad. And if you’re not with the right people, at least you have alcoholic slushies in conveniently plain styrofoam cups, and excessive amounts of delicious fried foods to keep you company.
This place could be heaven, were it not undoubtedly the third circle of hell.
This is Turkey Hill Blueberry Oolong Iced Tea. A small sip of heaven for $1.79. I love you, Pennsylvania, but tomorrow I will hate you.
I sat at the DMV for two and a half hours today, and then went to my dad’s to see Abi. We had a little photo shoot. She is a ham.
