and everybody's scramblin' to get their bags packed, just before 11, local time.
I woke up, reluctantly, to the measly continental breakfast at the first hotel we've stayed at. I went back to bed, kinda.
Put on Death Cab shuffle in my headphones, as the sun turned into California.
Friday, September 4, 2009
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