nearly hiking ourselves to death

Last weekend Kelly and I met up with some friends of the OIP (Office of International Programs) and went on a Mammoth Cave adventure.



WE were planning on a nice, cool 57 degree, leisurely 1/2 mile cave tour. Everyone else had a bit more adventure in mind. We ended up hiking 5 miles or more in the blazing heat. We crossed creeks, dodged horse poo, and prayed for the end of the trail to be around every corner.


She seemed to be fine afterwards, but I could hardly walk.




Then we celebrated our return to civilization with some hearty Cracker Barrel followed by Blizzards. (ps- this is the face I make when I have to wait for hashbrown casserole.)

dangerous youths!

Sure, these Spanish elementary students look cute, but the graffiti behind them reminds us to keep our distance.
author's note: I hid behind this tree so that this gang wouldn't know we had trespassed onto their turf.

Hoppin' Through Europe!

I spent the past few weeks jumping around Europe with these three fellows (and one more that doesn't care to have his picture taken). We saw Big Ben, the Rosetta Stone, the Eiffel Tower, the Mona Lisa, the Alhambra, Picasso's Guernica and so much more, yet somehow these are the best pictures I have to show for all our travels.

Side note: I told everyone that "¿Cómo estás?" means "Please jump off these steps with a crazy face!" The old people behind us were unimpressed.