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Written on 1/14/09
07/10/05: Leaving Dad's Wedding in the Morning:
In our
loopy-minded stupor, this was the letter our four brilliant minds
composed for our relatives to help us return our keys, because we were
leaving too early in the morning to do it ourselves.
A
HUGE bird was feasting on the previous night's mess. Much huger in real
life than this photo seems to show, by my recollection.
This is where the cab showed up, at the entrance to the resort. We met them at the entrance to make sure there was no confusion.
After
a harrowing cab ride that was too close to call, we were elated to see
a lonely train at this lonely outpost of a station. We seemed, again,
to be the only people left on earth.
