All right, so my location is not technically in Xela. In reality, I'm chilling in the in my parents' verdant backyard in warm, sunny, dry-to-the-point-of-crackling-skin California, and not in cool, atmospheric, clamorous Xela, but since I ended my last entry on a negative note (whining about the rain, boo-hoo), I felt it was important to expound on a place where I spent so much time and which I enjoyed so very much. So now, what I don't miss and do miss about Xela. I know lists aren't the most interesting format for writing, but for those of us who are, let's say, organizationally-challenged, they are handy-dandy. Forgive me. Things I don't miss about Xela: 1. The scary-ass transportation. Tourists who live on the fancy Pullman buses will scoff this off as paranoida, but I'm not talking
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