Buddy
The sight of several renditions of La Bamba, multiple snack fests, and a few impromptu dance sessions (whose pictures will most likely resurface just in time for the Senate confirmation hearing for my Supreme Court nomination), Buddy was our faithful transport for the duration of our tour and a general nap haven.
Everything that we needed for camping was housed in the truck: sleeping mats up top, tents and chairs in side compartments, and a kitchen and full-sized table in the back. I would have truly appreciated the simplicity of it all if I wasn't just sitting around (note the carefree soul lounging in her deck chair) most of the time hoping that lunch was ready soon.
I'm sitting in the front of the truck next to Rachel on one of the few occasions that I didn't suction myself into the far right back seat.
Although Buddy was a bit ornery early in the morning in some of the colder campsites, it was nothing that a little TLC and a few whispered sweet nothings from our trusty guides couldn't fix.
Everything that we needed for camping was housed in the truck: sleeping mats up top, tents and chairs in side compartments, and a kitchen and full-sized table in the back. I would have truly appreciated the simplicity of it all if I wasn't just sitting around (note the carefree soul lounging in her deck chair) most of the time hoping that lunch was ready soon.
I'm sitting in the front of the truck next to Rachel on one of the few occasions that I didn't suction myself into the far right back seat.
Although Buddy was a bit ornery early in the morning in some of the colder campsites, it was nothing that a little TLC and a few whispered sweet nothings from our trusty guides couldn't fix.
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