I expect giraffes to be wandering among the trees.
Unless you're the lead dog, the view never changes.
We can all agree on this.
Hardscrabble terrain. Same truck still ahead of us.
Felt like I was in a John Steinbeck novel, regrettably not that I've ever read one. This is the color splotch photo. Aqua portapotty, red stripes, yellow water bucket, white truck cab.
Then you're in Santa Cruz. Please set your clocks back 25 years.
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santa cruz...how swell!
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