Despite the time stamps on the first few pictures, a trip to Rocky Point, Mexico is how I began 2006. You have to cut me a break on the time stamp thing, my camera intelligence was far from being grade "A." I know it wasn't 2005 though, because in January of 2005 I was a couple thousand miles from rocky point singing negro spirituals with my mission companion in Georgia.
The trip to Rocky Point was everything I expected and more. Plenty of fireworks, clean beaches, filthy streets, and hundrerds of mexicans selling t-shirts with American cuss words printed on them, and arranged in ways that only a drunk person could find humorous, much less have the desire to purchase.
This first picture is of me, Devin, and Daniel, 2 of the friendliest gringos in all of Mexico. They happen to be a couple of my best friends too, and Daniel's family happens to be the one's who invited me their beach house pictured below. Daniel's family, (the Dawson's) are to this day some of the all-around greatest people I know, and If I ever ran away from home - wait I'm 25 and my parent's want me out anyways - but 10 years ago, if I ran away from home, I'd head straight for their place. In fact, I'm pretty sure I planned something like that at one point.
Every fall the leaves around the Teton Mountain Range change colors. Unfortunately it only last about 2 weeks. I remember vowing to go on a photo excursion on a particular Sunday after church. I'm so glad I did! Here's some pictures from that day! These are the kinds of things I miss when I'm home in Arizona!