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This is the house on that island among the 1000 islands where we spent two days and where the hills are perfect for fourwheeler-riding... we had the best weather of all summer there as it turns out now.
Law? No, 12 year olds can ride fourwheelers too. YOu also don't need toregister your car/have a liscence etc.
Beth driving the truck that is remotely bigger than Chruchville.
The ride back to the mainland, this time the boat did the job.
Girl feet.
July 3rd, the fireworks in Clayton
Photo geekiness
Unfortunately Baas is underaged and may not actually drink this.
Smilie-fireworks.
The hellish kid.
Rite
A rather attactvie photo of Marty & me
Lake Ontariwhat???
Eric, Dan, Beth
Rita, Marty, AJ
Some lonely girl freezing on the dock.
A rather American neighborhood.
Coast Ave could be straight from Miami
This is actually July 4th after my failed attempt to eat ice cream, were waiting for more fireworks because we just can't get enough.
Dan and Eric have some good old fashioned fun in the water.
That is not a shark bu the dog from the picture above.
Baas
The dockhouse
Boats in the St. Laurence River.
Nathan's Annual Hot Dog Eating contests, one of the perversions of American nighttime TV
Amazed we watch the contest and our stomachs collevely turn
Causing Dan and Beth to fall asleep on the spot
Whereas Eric and I hunt down the last hot dogs because he feels a certain craving.
She is rocking out to the Backstreet Boys.
Back @ the ROC ;) (somebody actually asked me what that meant and I tried to explain that it is some ghettofab sort of term for the city of Rochester, so I hope everbody knows that from now on)
Baseball at Frontier Field with Kristin
We're watching the glorious Red Wings play
Basically noone was there.
And I didn't understand the game. Kristin explained but I have already forgotten it again.
Pride
"Take me to the ballgame" Everybody stands up, sings and then we left.
The invented the hole in the ozone layer.
Late night snack at Margarets house.
Moi.
Monroe Ave
..and don't forget about the troops!
"Support President Bush and our troops" is printed on that lovely sticker at the room of former Miss Fowler, my ex-history teacher at Finney. Kristin and I broke in there. The door was open. You know.
Empty hallways.
My former locker.
...that Beth used after me.
For the sake of the good old times.
Finney Gym. Too many memories to properly express them in a single caption.
The back of the school. Not so impressive.
Pastor Fran perhaps?
The front: Impressive.
The football field.
Back at Java's: Emmalee's cousin that I can't spell correctly, Gina, Ian
Java's
Joel
Blacklight...
Beth, Ian, Emmalee
More fun in the tree.
A knife fight.
And the wrong button
Catching fireflies.
And here we are missing a day's worth of photos that somehow didn't make it with me to Germany. Margaret has told me that she will burn them so for the first time ever a website update will depend on another person. Can you handle the pressure, Margaret?
Kitty Meow, Margaret, after having come home form Vertex one night
More shoes that anyone can comprehend. And this is just a small part of it.
Is that what a Christian teacher wears now?
Kristin, the smiling cake, Starbucks.
The empty closet, a publication of the Gay Alliance of the Genesee Valley.
Kristin
Deliciously fatty food from Gitsy's the all night diner.
Geography lessons with Rebecca who has been everywhere and done anything. This is what I wrote in my journal: It sounds bizzare but let me explain: She was born in the United Arab Emirates as the daughter of an English father and a Thai mother. At an early age she learned how to ice skate and to do body massages (we all know what that means), she speaks 5 different languages, has a music video and is currently pursuing a singing career in the United States.
Rebecca
The cornhill festival.
Westside
Kristin in mighty Rochester, New York
May that be 40 Woodbine Avenue? Yes, it is. Come along on my surprise visit at my host parents.
Good old Woodbine Ave has not changed much.
"You can't be here- you're in Germany"
Sharing photos, memories and ice tea.
My former room looked quite empty.
So did the bedroom.
Rochester at night.
Coffee at the Spot.
One the road over to Java's
Risi!
Risi, Kristin and I
Baas
Kristin, Jake
Joel & Emmalee.
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