I don’t know how to explain the phenomenon better than that. Sorry.
Plus … a sign that says “danger” just seems like an appropriate way to open my blog post about Canada. If the guy climbing the fence on this sign looked more drunk and stumbley … it would have been even more appropriate.
I think at one point Vanessa calculated that Chad drank more than a case of beer (himself) on Saturday. That’s my hubby.
And not to worry - we went back to the Greek-owned Mexican restuarnt for Dave's free birthday shot.
And then we put on hats and acted like crazy (read: drunk) tourist. I feel that this is a necessary part of travel.
Maybe this should become an annual trip....???