West Coast Dreaming
December 22nd 2005 After a 5 hour flight with less than 12 inches of leg room, people begin to have fantasies of a better place. That place is the west coast of the United States. Marce and I have just arrived and already it feels like a perfect fit. We picked up our trusty steed, Aveo, and took off toward downtown San Francisco, where we immediately proceeded to get lost. Apparently GPS only works when you give
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