so the day had arived, i still couldnt fathom that this super pretty chick was coming to see me from another freakin country, it was in my eyes a monumental effort, caution to the wind, trusting me completely without ever meeting face to face, coming to a place she had never been, its just something that doesnt happen every day, and has never happened to me...
this is a picture taken before pam left the airport in victoria, these are her friends susan and leasa, they were worried about their friend, i think they were more worried than pam, although that would change when she landed in las vegas and i wasnt there to greet her. i was even early to the airport,walked into terminal #1 and causually made my way around looking for info on her flight, it didnt take long that i realized i might be in the wrong place. there was one flight coming from canada but it was us air and she was coming in on air canada so i went to the us air counter and asked if they could help me. it took the lady all of two minutes to find the flight pam was on and sure as shit i was in the wrong terminal. (for further info to all lizards picking up international flights in vegas, teminal #2 man #2 ! )
i was only a couple minutes late , but when i walked up to her with my canadian flag it was obvious that she was a little shaken, and when i reached for a hug the poor girl was trembling, i felt so bad, but i didnt let it get to me, cuz i knew confidence would ease her nerves. so we hopped in the truck and off we went, i tried to get out of sin city toot sweet but we needed to get some beers and some wine for i live in utah and, well you all know, ya get it before you come here. she was really quiet at this time so i kept trying to make conversation, again to help her relax, it was such a rush, and i couldnt get over how beautiful she was, sure i had looked at her pics over and over, but they did no justice to her and especially her fitness, this girl is fit lizards, guns and cuts, wooaahh, all my friends know how i feel about that shit !!
out on the road she started to loosen up a bit and we began talking about the next 4 days, it was so cool to know what lay ahead and be so confident in the fact that i was about to blow this girls mind with mountain biking and camping on the goose, riding at thunder mountain, going through zion and hiking at bryce, this was to be a bomb ass trip, yet, i still had no idea...
we hit st george and needed fire wood and i had to pick up the skull and my bike, so we stopped by the house and did what i needed and then off to the goose, it was starting to get dark which bummed me a little cuz you know how cool it is going out to gooseberry, the views are mind boggling, although i knew it may lead to a bit more of the mystery when she woke up in the morning...
so the journey had begun, the goose was as inviting as it had ever been, the full moon was out and it was so damn comfortable that night, like it had been made just for us, i felt so alive that night i just couldnt get over how excited i was for this adventure, i couldnt sleep for shit, i wanted to spend every second with her, sleeping seemed like such a waste of time. so this that and the other thing and i finally did get some zzz's but i was to stoked to get on the bikes at thunder mountain that it was light sleep at best. so there we were, it was now reality, the angel was in my arms...
this is a picture taken before pam left the airport in victoria, these are her friends susan and leasa, they were worried about their friend, i think they were more worried than pam, although that would change when she landed in las vegas and i wasnt there to greet her. i was even early to the airport,walked into terminal #1 and causually made my way around looking for info on her flight, it didnt take long that i realized i might be in the wrong place. there was one flight coming from canada but it was us air and she was coming in on air canada so i went to the us air counter and asked if they could help me. it took the lady all of two minutes to find the flight pam was on and sure as shit i was in the wrong terminal. (for further info to all lizards picking up international flights in vegas, teminal #2 man #2 ! )
i was only a couple minutes late , but when i walked up to her with my canadian flag it was obvious that she was a little shaken, and when i reached for a hug the poor girl was trembling, i felt so bad, but i didnt let it get to me, cuz i knew confidence would ease her nerves. so we hopped in the truck and off we went, i tried to get out of sin city toot sweet but we needed to get some beers and some wine for i live in utah and, well you all know, ya get it before you come here. she was really quiet at this time so i kept trying to make conversation, again to help her relax, it was such a rush, and i couldnt get over how beautiful she was, sure i had looked at her pics over and over, but they did no justice to her and especially her fitness, this girl is fit lizards, guns and cuts, wooaahh, all my friends know how i feel about that shit !!
out on the road she started to loosen up a bit and we began talking about the next 4 days, it was so cool to know what lay ahead and be so confident in the fact that i was about to blow this girls mind with mountain biking and camping on the goose, riding at thunder mountain, going through zion and hiking at bryce, this was to be a bomb ass trip, yet, i still had no idea...
we hit st george and needed fire wood and i had to pick up the skull and my bike, so we stopped by the house and did what i needed and then off to the goose, it was starting to get dark which bummed me a little cuz you know how cool it is going out to gooseberry, the views are mind boggling, although i knew it may lead to a bit more of the mystery when she woke up in the morning...
so the journey had begun, the goose was as inviting as it had ever been, the full moon was out and it was so damn comfortable that night, like it had been made just for us, i felt so alive that night i just couldnt get over how excited i was for this adventure, i couldnt sleep for shit, i wanted to spend every second with her, sleeping seemed like such a waste of time. so this that and the other thing and i finally did get some zzz's but i was to stoked to get on the bikes at thunder mountain that it was light sleep at best. so there we were, it was now reality, the angel was in my arms...
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