one little, two little, three little indians

i was preparing for a long and windy ride back to lincoln when i ran into a mom and her toddler sized son in the bathroom at platte river state park. the boy asked his ma 'do indians come here?' and she answered that yes, indians used to come to this place often. i don't know what it was about my spandex and geeky hat that made him think this, but he replied as he gawked at me 'she looks like an indian'!

thanks conrad for suggesting the ride, it was a good one! and thanks for the hat!

p.s. in my post below, behind my kitty's humongous ear, you can just make out the chocolate brown mapei tile grout i used on my bathtub walls!