The view from the mall, the only reason to go over to the mall was to get a picture above the fence line of the temple.

 Trying to find shade at the real bus stop that only we stayed at behind the bus sign right before the Italian lady started screaming at us.

 Burn your butt or torch your toes, oh the choices we have to make.

 Torching toes and burning butts. I think this spelled defeat for Dad. Right after this we sang him Happy Father's Day and he said he couldn't think of a better place to be spending it. I think he was lying but we didn't call him on it. At least it will be one that he remembers.

 Going Italian on the Inferno Bus.

This was a candid shot and yes, Tanner and I thought we were going to die and were not going to give our seat up for a ninety year old lady even if she was crippled.