Less Than We Bargained For
June 9th 2007 The train rumbled to a stop just as the sun started cresting the desert horizon - it was 5 A.M. Gina and I were finishing our last bites of the stale croissants provided as breakfast on the sleeper train from Luxor as the engineer yelled out, “Ramses, Cairo.” Struggling to fight the remnants of the Ambien flowing in our bloodstream, we did our best wobble down the stairs and onto the waiting
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