Days 13 & 14
SS's stay was mostly uneventful. Lost a lot in arcade games. The long bus trip is probably to blame, but I don't feel like traveling anymore. I want to go back home, or back to one of the houses I've been at. I know I can't, and it's depressing.
The trip back to Washington managed to be worse. They made up for not having bus changes by -pushing everyone out the bus- for an hour. Twice. Presumably to sterilize the entire contraption. In Cleveland, they gave me a plastic glass -specifically designed- to fall to a side and pour ginger ale all over me.
I finally got to Washington. Seems like a normal city, until you look between two buildings and HEY, CAPITOL. Stay tuned. Or not.
2 Comments:
oh seu piá eskeceu de escreve em português eh!! eskeceu q tua hermana fugiu do ingles! hehe pelo menos entendo alguma coisinha....aproveite bastante q a viagem daki a poko acaba! compre bastante cacareco e tire bastante fotos! bejo no coraçaum
Heh. Well, if you want to come back here, you're more than welcome to. I guess the girls were warming to you on the porch after I'd left, even if the party made you retreat upstairs.
-Grue
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