Wednesday, January 30, 2008
This was two years ago, but I still love these photos. Stayed at Joes uncles cabin in Cachura and farted around in the river and fished and slept in the hammock. Joes dad caught some fish, and we ate em. I caught a fish and I got scared and sad for the fish. I wanted to eat him, but I couldn't kill him. I'm such a hypocrite, I should be a vegetarian.