A few weeks ago (I know I suck at blogging, whatever) Brandon and I went with some friends down to Galveston for a nice Sunday activity. I seemed to have forgotten that Texas is unbearably hot and humid, but by the time we got out of the car and remembered, it was too late. Fortunately (or unfortunately) Brandon and I didn't drive ourselves down, so we didn't have the option of leaving immediately after we got our Ben and Jerry's Ice Cream. We all decided (my vote was overruled) to rent these bikes and ride around the beach. At first I was so mad that Brandon took the 2-seater one because that meant I couldn't sit in the back and not pedal. But it turns out he's the smart one because it was so much easier with only 2 of us! On our family vacations, my parents would drag my sisters and I to every tourist attraction imaginable (even though we were complaining/sleeping the entire time) and my mom would always say that even if we are hot/tired/mad/grumpy/uninterested during the trip, we'll be glad we did it. Well mom, you were right (for once). Even though I was DRENCHED in sweat, sunburnt, and thirstier than ever, I am glad we went and I had a really good time!
