Sights from the Road: The Worst Graffiti Ever
When I’m out on the road or on the move I try to keep my senses open to absorb my surroundings. There is so much to experience out there in the world both great and small. Sometimes your travels will take you past picturesque settings of mountain ranges echoed in the glass like reflection of a lake at its feet while other times you find the beauty of something fragile in a more urban setting like a lone flower growing through a crack in the sidewalk. Who can know what all is out there to experience? So with that, I try to keep my eyes open and take in everything.
Tonight in the setting of the summer sun, I experienced what could only be called the worst graffiti ever both in execution and choice of tag names: “Pube.”