i would consider the term "petrified" pretty accurate to describe my feeling on the airplane. but hey, thats what dramamine is for right? so i arrive in ontario, california...not canada...sorry mike.

i walk down the escalator and meet face to face with an old friend for the first time. photogoddess. she was trying to be dodgy and hide in the corner, but i plucked her out of the crowd just like that. cause im that good...
we hug like long lost pals and quickly set off on our journey to the desert! i noticed the mountains and the palm trees, and the strip club billboards, and i was having a great ole time!!! we stopped at a del taco and i ate some fries.
finally making it to JT, i come face to face with alison, star, chase, aubrey, mike and jeff. i want to be the first person to say this...
ive never felt so at home as i did when i first met these people. im positive that if we all lived in the same city, we would have offers for a sitcom pilot very very quickly.
The weather wasnt so hospitable at first, but it warmed up just in time for me to hump the cacti and what not

We had a ton of fun climbing up the hills by the campground and taking pics...even on a cloudy day with no color. the goddess even showed me how to use my bronica! bonus! us easterners quickly found out that time zones are a real thing, and not to be messed with...so we were asleep at 8pm :lmao: :lmao:
the next days gave us more hiking.to which my response a quarter of the way up was "screw this". and i walked back down to hang with jeff and aub... by that time the voods was with us and it would only be a matter of time before he was singing "Adult" campfire songs while being blasted with 25 MPH winds.
anyone wanna take over?
md