| The journey started from our house on a hot July day. Holly and I shared an apartment on the bottom floor of this house. To the left of this picture was a sorority house. To the right was the sorority girls parking lot filled with cars. Routinely the alarms on those cars would go off in the middle of the night and remain honking for (what seemed like) hours because the sorority girls couldn't hear the alarms that far away. |
In the apartments above was a sweet girl named Amanda, a guy named Zen, and a very active couple that were constantly moving furniture around.
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My old blue Toyota. We did not take this to Hawaii. Instead we drove Holly's mean green machine. |
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