Well, we left Green River and headed into Moab as planned. After parking at the visitor center, John kicked off his flip-flops and asked me where his running shoes were (kind of chilly). I sarcastically said, “I don’t know - maybe you left them at our camp site.” To which he replied, “God damn it, I left the fucking van step and my shoes!”
We resigned to the fact that we would have to backtrack 40 miles (one way) to collect said items.
After we farted around Moab, we headed back to Green River. We stopped at the little Green River history museum and local grocery store.
It worked out. The campgrounds have pristine showers and lovely owners. Super quiet, no street lights and train running through periodically 💞.もっと詳しく
旅行者OMG, the little flicking of the fingers but then mostly the very brief moment after he licked his fingers looked just like Dad! I had to rewatch it two more times because of that ❤️
旅行者
OMG, the little flicking of the fingers but then mostly the very brief moment after he licked his fingers looked just like Dad! I had to rewatch it two more times because of that ❤️
旅行者One of my new fav vids! 💞
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What a goober!!!!