Death Valley, CA
Ok, so just imagine this woman wading aimlessly around the shallow end of the pool. She does not lift her head high enough to make eye contact with you and is murmuring what sounds like cryptic Latin prayers. The sun here can really make you delirious and I was rather confused at what was happening. I would have said that she was just another crazy European tourist, angry at herself for choosing to visit the hottest place on the planet in the summer, of course she would have some things to say to the big guy. But then again, that afternoon did give way to Elspeth's stolen ukulele and the complete seizure of Rush's bottom bracket.
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