We passed this on the highway- I said "What the hell is that giant pig!?" Chris said that he had seen one at the marathon and that it was a BBQ (smoke supposedly comes out the nose/snout/nostrils) . Kathryn started yelling that I had to get a picture of it. Speed demon that she is, we sped up and I snapped a pic. I am sure the driver thought us hapless tourists fascinated by giant statues of pigs.
Don't we look shiny? Chris took this pic and I am pretty sure at this point no one had fallen. Even though only one of us fell- there were some close calls. Chris hadn't skated in about 6 years and he did well. I was there only a few months ago so I had no problem. I blame all accidents on the children. Kathryn began prowling the ince looking at children with her "perverted man" face on. I was scared and I am above being a minor....
These are our tired faces after an hour of skating (by the by, that's me, K-Nip, and Stef). Then we went back and ate and swam. We are so productive...
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