So when I was on my way to Ventura, Gabriel looked at me and said “hey, since you’re in the car with me…do you want to go to Ventura?”. So I cleared my schedule and spontaniously agreed. We drove without music. We drove without hunger. We drove with one bathroom break to a restroom in a Thousand Oaks gas station that had mirrors for walls and ceilings. Oh, and please don’t forget the chandelier that hung over the toilet. There’s no doubt in my mind that a prince owns that Shell station with an old Nickelback tune softly caressing the speakers.
I’ve got time now to show you just a few photographs I took while we were in V-town doing nothing together…Fatie and Krankie, my life is blessed to have known you for a few short hours, and to have seen your love for eachother after all this time together. Thank you for not openly disliking me in front of my friend Gabriel and kicking me out of your wedding. You are radical.
Thanks, Thanks, Thanks everyone for stopping by. Please check out the actual wedding photos at http://www.gabrielryanphotoblog.com
by Lyndzee
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