OYM Day 38: Every Rose Has It’s Thorn

A friend taught me this game. Roses and thorns. You name the best moment of a trip, the rose, and the lowest moment, the thorn.

My favorite moment/s of the trip were the bike rides. A few of us would ride bikes through this small town with a speaker playing music, tumblers full of white wine, passing a joint between us. The sun was setting and the sky was on fire and so was I. I love moments like that.