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It's 9:30 and I have yet to pack, not even finished cleaning for the house/cat sitter. We took a huge Indo-Tibetan meal out to the prison, and the guys were incredibly joyful--they never see fresh fruit. Strange the things we take for granted. But before I go to sleep I have to sweep, wipe the tub and sinks, clean the toilets, mop kitchen and bathrooms, and pack (clothes are semi-selected, but have to make the final difficult choices when half of it won't fit). And then get up at 5, drive to Charlotte, wake my wonderful nephew so I can leave my car with him for a month, and get to the airport by 8:30. At that point, I can relax...
Next stop Chicago--wish I could go to Wiscon, but as usual am way overbooked. However, stop after that is Vancouver!!! And then Portland!! and on to Berkeley. And eventually, back to the beach.
Next stop Chicago--wish I could go to Wiscon, but as usual am way overbooked. However, stop after that is Vancouver!!! And then Portland!! and on to Berkeley. And eventually, back to the beach.