my old heavy-boned best friend, we went to lotta places together. i love her.

trip rank:     5
satisfaction: 7.5
mood:            fairly tired
health:          excellent
Go again:       maybe
"Man, that was something!" mission accomplished. I'm satisfied and tired. at 1:00 this afternoon, i decided to go to the famous elephant hill instead of working out at lafitness. you need fresh air and outdoor activities more being sweaty in the enclosed building smelling people's punks in the summer. There i was, happily eating my fruit basket i bought along the way, capturing nature beauty and reading my magazine. but like they said, good time can only last so long. soon after the chilly kicked in my throat, i needed some water. knocking some doors on the hill seemed like a reasonable survival reaction, nobody answered. I felt like I'm in the dessert at one point. on the way back I went to a different exit that i didn't know. i had so much fun walking for almost an hour to look for my bike which was locked near the entrance i entered! Man, straying is my most gifted area, i kept biking back and forth, reality check i turned around when it was the right direction. long story short, an nice ice-cream truck guy gave me a cold water bottle free of charge when i asked him for direction complaining that my tires are flat (for real). well doesn't matter what happened next i guess, I'm home safe and blogging it :) (no, i didn't went on a carpet ride with aladdin) hehe although that'd cool!