Last weekend, Canada Travis's hometown received a lot of rain. After three hours of a downpour, I decided to head home before bridges were washed out. Unfortunately, I waited too long. I made it three miles from Canada Travis's house before I had to turn around. On my journey back to his house, I came to an almost washed out bridge. Since I didn't want to be on the news, I called my boyfriend. He came to my rescue.
Blogger World, you're looking at the bridge I walked across. Not something I'd promote, but the alternative was sitting in the car until the rain stopped.
I went back to Canada Travis's house for a couple hours, and finally made it home. I took a few pictures on the way home...
I know rain is good, but good grief!