Here are a few from when Steve and I first met. We were working for the same company and they'd send us (and another person) out on the road for three weeks at a time. You can probably tell from the gargantuan hole behind us that this was taken at the Grand Canyon. I think this was one of our weekend road trips while we were working in Fort Huachuca, AZ. It's probably hard to tell, but Steve is wearing the cut-off, paper-thin Harley t-shirt that I dreaded oh so much.
I think this next one was taken by our friend Rina at a rest stop somewhere in the middle of hell. Hell being somewhere between El Paso, TX and Albuquerque, NM where there was nothing to look at and no radio stations.
2 comments:
omg how friggin' cute!
Ha! I just realized that I have the same outfit on in both pics.
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