Abandoned serenity house
Carlsbad Caverns
China
China
Rock of Guatape in Columbia
Traffic census volunteer
There are billions of people and a version of normal to go along with each one of them. No two versions are exactly the same. There will be hundreds of thousands of little things that make up your version of normal. With any luck you can find people that have close to the same idea of what normal is that you do. These are your friends. Anyone else you try to tolerate as best you can. .... The exact definition of normal depends on who's running the asylum.
15 comments:
I don't usually have trouble with heights - but some of those climbs look vicious. And dangerous.
Sue - I don't see any rest stops on them either.
The walk to school. Ha!
Kirk - And somehow it was uphill both ways!
Um ... no.
No thanks!
No thank you! Ever!
Bill - OK then. How about you and me walking up the Washington Monument?
Deb - Not even if Brad Pitt was with you?
Shaw - Is saying ever like saying never? But you should never say never. So which one are you going to try?!
Yes, getting to school in the old days! I did walk through snow in my day which gets me extra points here in Honolulu. Isn't it lovely that we don't have to walk to school anymore, Mike! As long as the health, finances, and public sanity are at an acceptable level, I'm going to enjoy every friggin day.
Cloudia - I don't know when the "bonus" days start, but sometimes I feel like I'm already in them.
Those uphill roads make the ones around my house look like tiny blips.
Carlsbad Cavers looks interesting and the road snakes all the way through and comes out in your last photo!
Kathy - Did you ever bike up and down Robyn in Sunset Hills?
River - These could ALL be connected somehow.
Sheesh... Definitely not for me.
Martha - But the need for traffic census people is high. Really high.
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