Got that? No golden retrievers, guns, or durians.
It was still a hair-raising trip -- we spent about a third of our five-hour trip in the left lane playing chicken with oncoming traffic -- but at least we were safe from firearms and fruit. And slobbery tennis balls.
I think this is my favorite picture so far. Though the cat climbing the ladder is a contender.
ReplyDeleteI bet New Yorkers go on trips like these and don't even notice the crazy driving. I have had some insane cab rides in my life. It's all relative, I suppose.