I just flew to Montana, and boy are my arms tired

On the list of things you don’t want to happen on your first day of vacation, aside from landing yourself in a Tijuana prison, is to lose your camera.
Or more accurately, to pull your camera from your bag. Where it was floating in 5 inches of water. Along with your iPod.
Sigh.
How exactly the Lilliputians and Blefuscudians managed to develop a beach resort in my bag while I was on the flight out is a complete mystery. But I’m now sans camera and iPod on my week long trek through the great state of Montana and all of its spectacular views.
The iPhone is taking some surprisingly good pics (now with more finger!), and thankfully my mother-in-law is letting me steal her camera that I’ve managed to take some great shots with. I just can’t get them off of it yet.
More to come as the week goes on.
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oh no! Maybe those items should be carry-on’s along with the kids toys.
it was my carry-on! The only reason the kids toys didn’t drown was because they were playing with them
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