This is the face I made every single time Justin took a photo of me. I would be thinking in my head, "what is he doing?"... "where is he focusing?"... "that doesn't look right" and he would always have to retake it because of this face.
I discovered on this trip that boys really like to play with sticks....
especially if they find a really good walking stick. Who would of known? In Forks Justin would always play with sticks on the beach & I found it funny that when we got to Portland, Jake found an awesome walking stick that he took into the car with us & on to our next location. I enjoyed it so much, I snapped a photo.
I don't understand how you can spend time in wine country and not be drunk all day. My tongue was a pretty shade of violet
consistently by noon. What did I do in the evening? Oh, pick up another bottle of wine and drink it!
Justin fixing his hair in the
elevator mirror. ha ha.
We drove on that crazy
zig-zag street in San Francisco, Lombard St. I believe. I was far more interested in all the people staring & taking photographs of us.
Jake & his moss covered beard. I love it.
This is the face I made every single time Justin took a photo of me. I would be thinking in my head, "what is he doing?"... "where is he focusing?"... "that doesn't look right" and he would always have to retake it because of this face. 
I discovered on this trip that boys really like to play with sticks.... especially if they find a really good walking stick. Who would of known? In Forks Justin would always play with sticks on the beach & I found it funny that when we got to Portland, Jake found an awesome walking stick that he took into the car with us & on to our next location. I enjoyed it so much, I snapped a photo.
I don't understand how you can spend time in wine country and not be drunk all day. My tongue was a pretty shade of violet consistently by noon. What did I do in the evening? Oh, pick up another bottle of wine and drink it! 
Justin fixing his hair in the elevator mirror. ha ha.
We drove on that crazy zig-zag street in San Francisco, Lombard St. I believe. I was far more interested in all the people staring & taking photographs of us.
Jake & his moss covered beard. I love it.
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