I went on vacation...or was recruited for a vacation...with my grandma and my aunt last week to Colorado. Being the flatlanders that we are I suggested that we take our time heading up and down the mountain. No one listened to me. We headed straight up past 8,000 feet, and then two days later, straight back down. Those ladies mean business.
When I got home I noticed that my shampoo bottles were all deflated looking from the quick drop and then rise in pressure during the altitude change. I think something similar happened in my head, because by the time we hit Denver on our way home I had a splitting headache. I STILL have a headache.
My hair hurts.
(Photo courtesy fabbriciuse)