After only a few hours, the wind started blowing really hard and there was lighting striking everywhere. Our unstable tent was blown down. We decided that since our tent was such a sad sight, we had better pack up and leave. Fine with me!!!
This blog is my scrapbook (minus the frou-frou and the guilt). It's our family history, recorded almost in real time. It's my journal; a highly personal and perhaps eye-gougingly boring account of our day to day lives. Reader be warned.
No comments:
Post a Comment