followed by a nostalogic stop here for a coke:
(remembering that when you were young you used to come here to get 5 cent jolly ranchers and that the last time you were here was when you were dating J****** and you stopped here for drinks one Sunday afternoon before heading up the canyon for a picnic)
then proceeded to drive up:
this time not listening to Dave Matthew's Crash cd (because it wasn't a solo drive of angst, it was a drive of conversation and relaxation) instead listening to:
reaching the final destination of:
because this:
tastes better in the mountain air.
All in all this made my heart hurt because I miss living at the base of:
Oh well.......
5 comments:
Great memories! I love Brick Oven and I remember going to Will's when you lived in Provo. Good times!!
And you DIDN'T come visit me?????? Isn't it all so lovely? I miss all those things too. After I woke up at 5:30 AM this morning with a screaming Presley--covered in vomit (eewwww)--I NEED a diet coke from Will's.
Good times. Love the driving and the food.
Sounds like fun. Did you get the feast for one?
good choice of music....don't you think they should fry twinkies year round?
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