Wes co-worker and a dear friend of ours decided they wanted to go to Rachel, Nevada (a.k.a Area 51). I lived there when I was little and didn't realize how small of a town it was. We drove with his sister from Canada and she was having so much fun saying that the Aliens were out to get us if we were not in a group. We had a questionable lunch at the Alien, (or however they spell it) then Wes played some PacMan with a stuffed Alien looking at him and finally stopped to sign the "Black", now white mailbox. It was fun to see a site I've never seen before, but I'm not lining up for the next one.
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