As usual, I waited until the last second to pack. From 11pm until about 2am, I gathered all my belongings in a pile and decided what went and what stayed. It was akin to elementary school, the captains picking their respective teams, only to disdainfullyrounds out the last of their teams. Pathetic I know. Thor's Hammer didn't make the cut, as for once in my life, a rational head prevailed. I awoke at 5am, made my obligatory cup of coffee, showered, and prepared for my top to the airport. As with all trips, I tend to get a case of the jitters. Nothing major mind you. Just a pre excitement, excitement. I conversed with the cab driver who was from Sierra Leonne. I wasn't exactly used to lively convos at 545am, but we had a nice
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