sharp rocks at the bottom? most likely.

current issues:
-there is no town like helen.
-i do not fit in in helen, i.e. i do not possess any tattoos, and i have not, nor would i ever get drunk while floating down a river. also, i do not weigh 300 pounds and try to fit that overly obese body into a skimpy swimsuit.

last sunday, jake and i set out on an adventure to downtown helen.
i'm serious when i say there is no other town out there quote like it. and for good reason.
unless your idea of a good time is gorging yourself on overly priced funnel cakes while waiting for some redneck to finish painting your airbrush t-shirt, it wasn't really my cup of tea. don't get me wrong, it's fun to play tourist in your own state sometimes.

so the day consisted of tubing down a river full of white trash people, having some strange drunk man tell me that my sunglasses were "socal glasses" and that i was too stylish to be in helen (which i agreed with but, just thanked him to dodge any conversation he hoped to start. jake stopped our tubes so the drunk redneck compliment giver could float upstream past us, in hopes to avoid any future run-ins.), and an afternoon snack at the "alpine helen" version of a wendy's. which is just like any other wendy's except the outside looks like it came out of some poorly budgeted swiss alps amateur cinema contest.

at one point when we were about to go over a small dip in the river, which would resemble a waterfall if it had been about thirty feet taller and twenty miles faster, i decided to yell "let me guess, we're about to go over a huge waterfall. yep. sharp rocks at the bottom? most likely. bring it on." booyah. *emperor's new groove quote for those of you who are uneducated on the topic.

helen is a bizarre town.
the night was finished with double date with katie and brock.
mellow mushroom and bowling at the ghetto bowling alley.

he loves when i bring my camera. 

you almost hope that someone wearing a pair of those green swiss overall shorts

will start yodeling upon entering the city. or maybe that's just me.

welcome to helen. population: grungy tourists.

thrilled about our choice of adventure.

katie and brock: late as always. 

they're glorious.

this is what $7 worth of tokens and two hundred and ninety tickets gets you. a caterpillar that probably costs a nickel to make. we love arcades. 

with love, and a little bit of touristy adventure.

-lys.