This weekend we headed for a little rest and relaxation for John's birthday. As much as we would have liked to have gone to an island with palm trees and sandy beaches we got an island with a very narrow bridge being the only means to get there. As the truck is going over the bridge I was holding my breath and then John was sure to point out all the missing and rotten wood. I was just about blue by the time we got over it but we made it and what was on the other side was so worth the slight moment of panic.
Here is our one lane bridge of fear.
And here is our motel
What a wonderful weekend away from home with the love of my life.
1 comment:
looks really cool...were did you guys go?
L
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