by Audrey on March 25, 2011
Bex gives me a nudge and with a laugh asks “Did you see that guy’s shirt?” That’s Chris she’s referring to. His shirt has the image of a stick figure crawling on the floor, reaching out for another bottle of beer. On the back it says “I survived the Buenos Aires Pub Crawl”. He’s an [...]
by Audrey on March 23, 2011
Bex and I arrive at Newberry Airport and it’s mass chaos. We’ve just survived a taxi ride from hell; our driver yelling on his cell phone – at his wife I presume, and then dozing off at the wheel. He managed to do all of this in great style; his hazel locks flying in the [...]
