Secret Adventure II began like so many adventures . . . with tacos:
I know, I know. Light on the adventure, heavy on the airplane food.
Sunday, December 10, 2006
Best Second-Annual Secret Adventure
A year ago I took a secret trip, remember? This weekend I took a secret trip, so that means we've got a new Steady Mobbin' tradition: a Secret Adventure every 12 months!
Secret Adventure II began like so many adventures . . . with tacos:
I know, I know. Light on the adventure, heavy on the airplane food.
Secret Adventure II began like so many adventures . . . with tacos:
I know, I know. Light on the adventure, heavy on the airplane food.
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does your airline attendant friend have an airline attendant friend in utah who needs a friend like you?
I hope you waved as you passed Scotland!
Switzerland is always a good time. Do you have some big-time lawyering job that allows you to fund these amazing secret adventures?
no, seriously. how do get to keep getting on airplanes and showing us awesome photos of faraway places?
I am in Utah often, Cache--as much as I am in New York and even Arizona where I live. But, no, I do not have an airline attendant friend in Utah who needs a friend like the Barnery.
Besides, there is only one Barnery; unemployed and available for adventure.
You look like money.
How exactly do you fund your rock n roll lifestyle?
Dear Readers,
You all raise some excellent questions which merit straightforward answers but, unfortunately, this was a secret adventure, so I can't talk about it here. That's just how it is with secret adventures.
Sorry.
guys, put two and two together: drugs.
hey, that's my mission country! yay suisse! um, since when is matthew mccoughnaghhyyy on the swiss frank?
At last someone is on the right track.
Your prize: free brick of hash.
seriously, man. And you always fly business class.
I have deduced this much: you've got some sugar momma(s) paying for these trips and dictating the locales. Because all things being equal, no one would choose to go to Switzerland unless it was for a ski vacation. And you don't ski.
I am so so so jealous.
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