I thought this was a perfect picture. Our car in front of Walmart.
After our honeymoon Preston and I flew straight to Columbus to pack up his stuff and drive all the way to Arizona.
I think Preston was quite proud of his packing job. When I saw how ridiculously tall the stack was getting on top of our car, I encouraged him to stop. I insisted that there is a reason people don't travel like this. He kept building.
People were driving by taking pictures and laughing at us. Some people just looked confused asking us where we are going.
It turns out to be a funny memory looking back.
The quote of the trip is when a stranger in Arkansas came up to us and said "good on you for living a good story."
We made it home alive with some damaged belongings but yes sir... Good on us:)
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This was classic. We totally busted the guy at Wendy's checking out the packing job in the window.
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