Deep in the Maya Biosphere Reserve in Guatemala, armed men near
a stopped white truck face us — one gripping a shotgun, another slashing a nearby branch with a machete.
Not exact matches
I buy a snow brush at a
truck stop, as I know at some point on our approach to Michigan we'll probably run into more
white stuff.
During the day,
stop and grab lunch at Braddah Hutt's food
truck or drinks from Hasegawa Store, and put together an impromptu picnic you can enjoy at Hamoa Beach, a utopian,
white sand cove tucked away three miles past the town.
Stop by, say hello; 1st
white farmhouse, red front door, red geraniums, red
truck, big butterfly garden, 2
white dogs, hundreds of singing, nesting birds and 1 pet cow, who all love people.
The blue
truck was allegedly unable to
stop, however, and struck the rear left side of the
white 18 - wheeler.