Our Little Secret

the palm-lined streets of LA and san diego eventually gave way to vegas glitz, which morphed into old world san fransiscan charm as we traversed the vast expanse of the states via highways and convoluted byways, one long day melding into another, the warm sun constantly nipping at our heels, and the nights a welcome cool respite. we were nourished by a steady diet of oversized burgers, mexican fare and diet soda, overwhelmed by mammoth malls, dwarfed by the majesty of the grand canyon, traumatised by an over-excess of heavy metal (just so we could catch dream theater live), and awed by the heft of the average american. and through it all, i had the bestest company possible.

yes, you're my wonderwall =).