8
Mar
You Can Have My Hawaiian Beach Mat When You Pry It From My Cold, Dead Hands
Topic: Hawaii 2005
Kai and Maria arrived in Philly in the morning, a few hours before my flight came in. The deal was that Maria would have Kai, and I’d have the heavy luggage - they would drive home, and I’d take the train home and call for a ride when I got close to the house. Two things went very wrong with this plan. First, Maria fell asleep, and my phone call fell on unconscious ears. Second, it was brutally cold, windy, and snowy, and I had no cold weather clothing. I stuffed a t-shirt in my collar to keep my neck warm, and trudged home with the luggage. Although I could barely feel me fingers, I thought I should take this picture of me with our beach mat before going in.
So ends the journey.
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