On Sunday I fell into a hole and twisted, sprained, mangled my right ankle... while I was enjoying this cool iron work ruins near my home. I didn't not get to see much of this cool place for obvious reasons, my friends and I walked for a few feet more before we needed to turn around. I don't believe it is broken, though it swelled up as soon as I took my boot off. So good times, I told my great friend Sharon this stuff happens for reasons not yet revealed. I am going to have a Planet of the Apes Marathon today, and hopes to be back on Tuesday, sorry for the lame post. The photo is from inside a tunnel I had taken, the hole I fell in was squirrel sized and yes I feel stupid.