Monday, 22 February 2010
Bushwackin' at the nunnery
Went hunting for a 'secret waterfall' the other day, but couldn't re-find it. Ended up scrambling up thorny and haggard old hills. On the way down, we discovered a sizeable temple in the middle of literal nowhere. A grinning 3-foot nun materialized and forced us to drink from a bucket of tepid, cloudy water. She then gave each of us a massive bag of tangerines, and we sat around shooting the shit with her for 30 minutes. I love them thar hills, they're full of randomness, and probably terrible secrets as well.
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