The day after the wedding, Cow did a little exploring. Here she is taking a stroll along the palm-tree lined boulevard across from the beach. She had to move off the sidewalk to allow a herd of nuns to pass, and she managed to get one of them to take her picture. I think it turned out quite nice.
Funny story: after this picture was taken, the nuns turned around to see a naked Elvis strolling along the path strumming a guitar held strategically over his naughty bits. They all screeched a little scandalously, but he was really good, so they hovered around pretending to make small talk with Cow while surreptitiously listening to the naked Elvis. After three or four songs, they so far forgot themselves as to ask for his autograph, but when he started to shift the guitar to get a better angle for signing, they screamed and took off in all directions, like black dandelions scattering on the wind. Cow keeps her autographed picture of Naked Elvis in her bathroom.
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