This wasn't the first time I've visited the Seattle Gum Wall, but this is the first time it was so well documented. All I wanted to do was stick some ABC gum to a wall, take a picture, and move on with my life. Unfortunately, things are never that simple.
It all started because I wanted to reproduce a picture that looked something like this.
I wanted to do it bigger and better this time (and apparently with crazier, unkempt hair and camera settings I don't understand). So, I started chewing... and gnashing... and chomping...
When I was finally finished masticating, I stretched out the gum...
... stuck it to the wall, and Rose snapped a picture.
Then some random dude with his phone snapped a picture.
Then I heard this lady screaming to her husband to look at "this." "This" was me, attached to a wall by some sour green apple Bubble Tape, which was basically a germ freeway from the wall to my face.
Then that guy pointed and yelled.
And this woman asked me to hold still for a few more seconds while she took a picture.
And that, my friends, is how you end up in vacation scrapbooks of families you will never actually meet.
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