Friday, May 25, 2012

The Danny drop

Our first break out of Kansas City was in Concordia, MO. We went looking for a Mexican place that google swore was down a gravel road in the midst of some corn. Nada. Turning around on the gravel left the boulevard in a ditch, on it's side.

Danny's pride was the only thing hurt. I was still more frustrated at having to give up on Mexican for dinner.

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