Dia Numero Uno
July 16th 2009 After two hours of sleep, a four A.M. wake-up call, and an almost near death experience with a sub division gate, my cousin Jason and I boarded the plane to Atlanta. We endured the misery of listening to a baby scream bloody murder for the duration of the flight. Even the tunes of Michael Jackson could not muffle the obnoxious antics of that child. Our flight to El Salvador was delayed for two hou
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