Every vacation needs a catchphrase or signature hand choreography for photo ops and hell ya moments. While sitting on the train on the first leg of our 4 city Amtrak excursion we decided on the perhaps unoriginal yet stylistically simple pumping of one fist forward and proclaiming “Holiday.” Our plan was to travel from West Virginia to Washington D.C. to New York to Boston to Maine. Unfortunately, our synchronized move was never implemented (okay maybe a few times in attempts at optimism) because on the second day of our 9 day vacation we caught the flu. Hell yas and snapshots were few and far between. We ended up skipping Maine and staying in Boston convalescing in the comfort of Tony’s brother’s place. I demand a vacation redo with proper Vitamin C + Echinacea preparations. Here’s a home movie shot on a Harizumi toy camera of the little captured in our debilitated state:
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