Lauren and I have just passed through lovely Lancaster, PA, birthplace of disgraced cyclist Floyd Landis. We're four hours into our trip, and this was our first stop to fuel our tank, both literally and figuratively. We didn't stay long, as I'm told the turf wars between the Amish and the Mennonites can turn ugly at a moments notice in these parts, and we wouldn't be the first innocent tourists to get caught in a hail of pitchforks.
Lauren, determined to turn the corner from the nutritional train wreck we've experienced the past few weeks, is pictured here enjoying a soft pretzel for breakfast. I encouraged her to order it, as rumor has it residents of Aspen with greater than 11% body fat are eligible for handicap parking spaces.
Hi you two! I was just wondering how your trip was going and what time you ended up leaving...I'm seeing from your last post around 5ish...you two were up and on the road before me this morning! Well keep the posts coming...I love hearing how things are going and where you are!
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Tony, I'm not sure if being an accountant is what you should be doing with your life. You are an absolutely talented (and hilarious) writer. Be safe...those Amish'll get-cha.
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