So, I went down with my parents to see Travis in Roosevelt. It was quite the adventure! Let me preface this story with telling you that my dad is obsessed with trains, and my mom is the worst back seat driver I have ever seen (and she drives with both feet, so who's she to say?) I know she is just trying to be helpful and watch out for our safety, so it's ok.
Well, it's about a four hour drive, and the whole way my mom would announce every single road side she ever saw, and insisted that my dad drive the truck speed. Meanwhile my dad is driving, controlling the ipod, and honking and waving at all the trains he sees! It was hilarious!
We stopped at this place called "Dairy Keen" to get hamburger's and ride the train. I was laughing so hard I had a hard time taking the picture of my dad! He is so easy-going, I love it! I decided to be brave and ride the bucking train. The sign warns of danger, but it doesn't tell you that if you weigh 3X's the suggested weight it doesn't buck! Whoops! I hope I didn't break it!
