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Oh, hello there folks!
Be prepared... it's time for Stitchon (who shall henceforth be referred to as Alec) to trot out some tricks and post a photo trip report!
Basically, pick up a towel and coat your furniture in plastic, because your minds are about to be BLOWN.
Here's the gist: Me and MaleficentMel (who shall henceforth be referred to as Melissa) managed to con our parents into letting us meet up and have a day of fun at the relatively local family destination (read: tourist trap) known as Apple Hill, California. Truly a day for the history books, amirite? So me, Melissa, and my parents and siblings set off in search of adventure and attempted to stuff ourselves silly with as many apple-flavored sweetness-carriers as possible while beating the notorious long line of eager tourists to the catch.
Melissa and I (Alec) huddled up in front of Melissa's House
Oh... so innocent and sweet. I swear we didn't plan to match our jackets! 'Twas a coincidence! I promise!
And this is where it gets interesting. See... we had no intention of posting a trip report until we realized what a great photo opportunity that sucking on a fluorescent tube of artificially-flavored honey could be, as illustrated by these bits of evidence:
I think that's... lime flavored. Whatever it is, that color ain't natural.
Like a young James Dean, no? Oh.. and that's banana-flavored honey. Those three words may sound good on paper, but dear god resist the temptation.
So.. now we've decided we must have photographic evidence to prove how epic our day shall (and will) be. From random things that interest us, like these coincidental photos:
What's the coincidence, you ask? Well, we were both born in 1993. Melissa pointed it out and pleaded for a picture of herself with the tank.. feeling inadequate, I clamored to have the exact same sort of picture taken of me, down to mimicking Melissa's screwy hair. Note the doofy smile on my face.
So.. with smiles on our faces, we trounced onward through the Golden Delicious Gauntlet and headed to greener pastures.
Yup... I'd say those are certainly greener. Pastures... not so sure. I'll get back to you on that.
WHY THE FACE, you ask?
GASP! A CHALLENGER APPEARS!
That right there, my friends, is a white fudge-coated apple with Halloween sprinkles.
Now.. what would be the use of mentioning this morsel without gratuitous shots of us two devouring the thing like two ravenous monkeys?
"I CAN'T BELIEVE I TOOK THE WHOOOOOOLE BITE."
Question... how big of a bite do you think I took?
Better question... what exactly is that baby doing to its mother?
Handle with caution. This thing could have knocked out a hippo if thrown.
Now that's what I call progress!
obligatory OMNOMNOM caption. OMNOMNOM.
So.. what do you do after consuming a fudge-coated apple the size of a bodybuilder's fist?
Why.. eat lunch of course!
"I'm regretting this decision."
Why yes, that plastic bag DOES contain absolutely nothing!
Such a beautiful vista... if it weren't for the power lines.
Those power lines may have caused us an unnatural amount of depression, but if there's anything that can fix that, it's...
MODEL POSES!
FIERCE!
WORK IT BOY! WORK IT!
Whew... that certainly cleared our heads. What's a model to do with a sense of unwarranted self-importance?
Why.. go to the mall of course!
"This trip report is clearly out of control. I demand an end to it at once."
"My hood obscures the sadness I have for the people who go into the Coach store and never come out."
Thankfully, most people make it through the Coach store in one piece, just like you made it through this trip report. Amazing what willpower can do, huh?
In all seriousness, thanks for reading. We had a great time at the Hill and you can imagine that there will be similar trips in the future. If anything, we'll be back again when the Micechat 5th Anniversary comes around.
Be afraid.
Be very afraid.
Be prepared... it's time for Stitchon (who shall henceforth be referred to as Alec) to trot out some tricks and post a photo trip report!
Basically, pick up a towel and coat your furniture in plastic, because your minds are about to be BLOWN.
Here's the gist: Me and MaleficentMel (who shall henceforth be referred to as Melissa) managed to con our parents into letting us meet up and have a day of fun at the relatively local family destination (read: tourist trap) known as Apple Hill, California. Truly a day for the history books, amirite? So me, Melissa, and my parents and siblings set off in search of adventure and attempted to stuff ourselves silly with as many apple-flavored sweetness-carriers as possible while beating the notorious long line of eager tourists to the catch.
Melissa and I (Alec) huddled up in front of Melissa's House
Oh... so innocent and sweet. I swear we didn't plan to match our jackets! 'Twas a coincidence! I promise!
And this is where it gets interesting. See... we had no intention of posting a trip report until we realized what a great photo opportunity that sucking on a fluorescent tube of artificially-flavored honey could be, as illustrated by these bits of evidence:
I think that's... lime flavored. Whatever it is, that color ain't natural.
Like a young James Dean, no? Oh.. and that's banana-flavored honey. Those three words may sound good on paper, but dear god resist the temptation.
So.. now we've decided we must have photographic evidence to prove how epic our day shall (and will) be. From random things that interest us, like these coincidental photos:
What's the coincidence, you ask? Well, we were both born in 1993. Melissa pointed it out and pleaded for a picture of herself with the tank.. feeling inadequate, I clamored to have the exact same sort of picture taken of me, down to mimicking Melissa's screwy hair. Note the doofy smile on my face.
So.. with smiles on our faces, we trounced onward through the Golden Delicious Gauntlet and headed to greener pastures.
Yup... I'd say those are certainly greener. Pastures... not so sure. I'll get back to you on that.
WHY THE FACE, you ask?
GASP! A CHALLENGER APPEARS!
That right there, my friends, is a white fudge-coated apple with Halloween sprinkles.
Now.. what would be the use of mentioning this morsel without gratuitous shots of us two devouring the thing like two ravenous monkeys?
"I CAN'T BELIEVE I TOOK THE WHOOOOOOLE BITE."
Question... how big of a bite do you think I took?
Better question... what exactly is that baby doing to its mother?
Handle with caution. This thing could have knocked out a hippo if thrown.
Now that's what I call progress!
obligatory OMNOMNOM caption. OMNOMNOM.
So.. what do you do after consuming a fudge-coated apple the size of a bodybuilder's fist?
Why.. eat lunch of course!
"I'm regretting this decision."
Why yes, that plastic bag DOES contain absolutely nothing!
Such a beautiful vista... if it weren't for the power lines.
Those power lines may have caused us an unnatural amount of depression, but if there's anything that can fix that, it's...
MODEL POSES!
FIERCE!
WORK IT BOY! WORK IT!
Whew... that certainly cleared our heads. What's a model to do with a sense of unwarranted self-importance?
Why.. go to the mall of course!
"This trip report is clearly out of control. I demand an end to it at once."
"My hood obscures the sadness I have for the people who go into the Coach store and never come out."
Thankfully, most people make it through the Coach store in one piece, just like you made it through this trip report. Amazing what willpower can do, huh?
In all seriousness, thanks for reading. We had a great time at the Hill and you can imagine that there will be similar trips in the future. If anything, we'll be back again when the Micechat 5th Anniversary comes around.
Be afraid.
Be very afraid.
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