So one of these days I will have to revisit the great hike(s) of 2012.
Like catching the 5 AM bus to Boston to get on the jet to Denver, the planes lined up on the taxiway, waiting to be released for takeoff.
Like taking off to the south and staring zombie-like at the Boston skyline.
Like waking up the next day to a red sun in Nebraska from all the fire particulates blown over from Colorado.
Like catching the 5 AM bus to Boston to get on the jet to Denver, the planes lined up on the taxiway, waiting to be released for takeoff.
Like taking off to the south and staring zombie-like at the Boston skyline.
Like waking up the next day to a red sun in Nebraska from all the fire particulates blown over from Colorado.
One of these days I'll revisit, but not today.
More French fries, please.
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