A few years ago Larry took the two of us on an Alaskan cruise, and this will be the ten-cent, or at least the thirty-day tour.
We got up May the second at the crack of dawn--check that: more like two hours before the crack of dawn--and drove to Newark. Between my two bags and Larry's two bags and Sandi's bags we had eleven bags. You do the math; Miss ITAO needs the right clothes for whatever the undertaking.
Here's the intrepid leader of the crew driving us up.
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