I like the picture, but I feel as if someone is going to stick it in a calendar.
It's kind of tourist-y.
Anyway, the saga continues:
(Note: I withhold the right to edit any sentence for stylistic purposes.)
Lisa wouldn't stop humming.
She had been humming for some time now, and, at this point, Jake was seriously contemplating driving his head through a cinderblock wall.
Now, Jake wasn't the kind of person to drive his own head through a wall, but he had had enough of this incessant humming.