Just so I can look back at this eventually...
Quick update! I got sick about 3 weeks ago, I would say, and I haven't really gotten over it since. I couldn't close my mouth since the gums behind my wisdom teeth swelled so bad that they buried my teeth, therefore I could not close my mouth completely. It sucked. I could not eat a lot of shit. My stomach ended up shrinking and I literally lost about 13 pounds. My brother insisted that I go with him to the Grand Canyon this past weekend. I told him that I could not spend a dime, but he offered to pay for everything. I thought I would regret missing Nick and Lindsay's "Mustache Party," but I ended up having such a good time up north that I didn't mind missing it at all! It was such a good time hanging out with my brother Alex, Beatriz, Eric, Macbeth (Alex's friend from Nigeria, real cool dude)and mothafucken Clinton. Here is the trip in a nutshell:
- Got to Flagstaff, did pretty much nothing at all.
- Moseyed along to the Grand Canyon. (Some old guy called his mother while at Canyon-side and said, "Mom, you will never believe where I am... THE GRAND CANYON! This is FUCKING AMAZING!"
Bwahahaha! A fuckin old guy with a white mustache, aviator sunglasses and khaki shorts said this! I laughed quietly along with Clinton and Eric who were also standing nearby.
- Found a trail to hike and ended up hiking 45 minutes down this enormous hole in the ground/ the Grand Canyon.
- Took us about an hour and a half to get back up... Clinton almost died.
- Went back to our hotel in Flagstaff and got ready to go out to eat.
- Ate at a place called "Altitudes Bar & Grill." Everyone complained about the food except for me and Eric.
- Went to the 2nd to last 'F-holes' show. It was good to see those dudes.
- Next morning, met up with old friend, Chris Metz, had coffee, hiked again in Sedona, caught crawdads (Well, Clinton did... we just played with em!) and drove to Jerome where we ate at a place called "The Haunted Hamburger."
That was pretty much it! My legs hurt a whole lot and I am now able to close my mouth completely!
Here is a picture of Clinton catching crawdads!
- Got to Flagstaff, did pretty much nothing at all.
- Moseyed along to the Grand Canyon. (Some old guy called his mother while at Canyon-side and said, "Mom, you will never believe where I am... THE GRAND CANYON! This is FUCKING AMAZING!"
Bwahahaha! A fuckin old guy with a white mustache, aviator sunglasses and khaki shorts said this! I laughed quietly along with Clinton and Eric who were also standing nearby.
- Found a trail to hike and ended up hiking 45 minutes down this enormous hole in the ground/ the Grand Canyon.
- Took us about an hour and a half to get back up... Clinton almost died.
- Went back to our hotel in Flagstaff and got ready to go out to eat.
- Ate at a place called "Altitudes Bar & Grill." Everyone complained about the food except for me and Eric.
- Went to the 2nd to last 'F-holes' show. It was good to see those dudes.
- Next morning, met up with old friend, Chris Metz, had coffee, hiked again in Sedona, caught crawdads (Well, Clinton did... we just played with em!) and drove to Jerome where we ate at a place called "The Haunted Hamburger."
That was pretty much it! My legs hurt a whole lot and I am now able to close my mouth completely!
Here is a picture of Clinton catching crawdads!