a further clue

We're going where this epic show is filmed:

‎"Gus, don't get caught up in the minutia of trip planning."  

- Shawn

“Let me guess. You got a loosely formed idea that shouldn’t work on paper, but ultimately proves to be reasonably successful?” 

- Gus

"Gus, don't be a gooey chocolate chip cookie."

-Shawn

The Big One

It doesn't get to be *our* adventure, but it WILL be *her* adventure. It started two years ago, and I am SO SO SO proud of her.

=D

Where in the World?

We've been to Boston, Uganda, London, Alabama, North Carolina, Washington, DC, Alexandria, VA. Now where do we get to go?

Clue 1


Clue 2

Clue 3
Clue 4

we're baaaaaack...

Unlike those TV shows that end up in eternal re-run mode, we're moving forward with our lives...and with moving forward comes an exciting opportunity for two girls to travel together again on a holiday!

Like USA Network's Burn Notice, we welcome back the same characters while adding a new one to the mix (though the new one happens to be a boy, so he won't be posting...he'll probably just appear in the photos).

Like NBC's 30 Rock, we create fun (or at least attempted) wittiness with our adventures, recorded on this blog for all to partake.

Like USA Network's White Collar, things are changing for the dynamic duo, but their friendship remains core.

There's the rundown on our latest adventure! Wait, you say, could we have more details? Such as, the location and the holiday??

Well, one thing that we've learned from CBS's Person of Interest is that you never know who's watching or reading, so we'll need a little more discussion (or courage!) before we reveal those details!

But if you need more TV shows to watch, then might we suggest Psych or Downton Abbey?

My Birthday in Uganda

So here's the deal. And I'll just say it. I turned 25 in Uganda. Twenty-five. As in a two and a five. As in, one quarter of a century. As in, shockingly old. As in, my life is so far gone its practically time to retire. As in, I'm being hugely dramatic.

But its true.

I turned 25 in Uganda.

And contrary to my fears of the past several years, I was NOT shockingly depressed on my twenty-fifth birthday. But, then again, how could I be depressed when I was and living my dreams and touring the world and I. WAS. IN. UGANDA!!! (And, mind you, on my way to London.)

And, oh yeah, twenty-five is a beautiful, beautiful, beautiful number. =D

So on my twenty-fifth birthday, we took a hike. Chrissy took pictures of herself. And then she took pictures of me.

And what, pray tell, am I doing in this picture? I am in the middle of the African wilderness talking on the phone with my cousin in Wisconsin. Random, no? (Oh, and thats Bambino looking at me like I'm a goofball. Because I am.)

But first, we were in the African jungle. And we got bitten by ants. Ant bites hurt. A lot.


And I was kind of worried. So instead of worrying, I took pictures of my worried face. Because I'm cool like that.

Somehow, though, we survived the ant attack. And, overall, were none the worse for the wear. (Those bites weren't as bad as other African ailments, the details of which I will spare you from.)

Oh! But then came fun times...the Making of The Cake.

Chrissy helped. Or, rather, she FORCED me to LET her help. Something about "only helpers get to lick their icing spoon" or something like that.

But apparently I don't know how to use icing. Or, rather, I don't know the "proper" way of applying funfetti icing. It required me to read the packaging.

I'm lame.

A couple hours later it was time to EAT the cake. Malachi, Andrea, and Chrissy lit candles. They didn't have quite enough for me (I'm old, remember?) so they wrote my age using the candles.

You may not be able ot tell...but it really does say "25" in flames.



And then I laughed because Syd said something goofy. As usual.



And I blew out my candles and that was my birthday. It was over.

The best birthday ever.

Alternative perspectives

Safari.

The word conjures up many preconceived notions. Lions, elephants, giraffes, zebras, wildebeast, water buffalo, grass, sun, wide and empty savanna, and adventure.

I'd like to offer some alternative perspectives on safari.

Perspective 1: Antelope really aren't that interesting. Even when they have funny nicknames like "the stupid ones."

Perspective 2: 4 km on game trails is harsh on the car. Why hasn't National Geographic ever done a show on "The Roads of Africa"? It could be quite entertaining.

Perspective 3: Warthogs. Are. Ugly.
'Nuff said.

Perspective 4: The animals are not caged. This is no Disney "Animal Kingdom" safari. There is no hospital a couple miles away, no electric zappers for those animals with an attitude, no fence or moat or high-up platform to keep them from you (or you from them). And nothing at all to keep animals from blocking the road while they goof off.

Above is our guide, carrying a gun. And at one point during our morning safari, he laughed at a big bull elephant: "Ooh, yes, I've had to shoot at that one before. He wouldn't get off the road."

buddies

it's amazing how quickly you bond with people after 6 hours in the car with them.

and the things you do entertain little boys while in the car for 6 hours.