I drank beer with strangers, coffees downtown, teas with Mary, Mike's hard liquor with strangers and neighbors. At camp I bought a corduroy hat and sodalite earrings. At camp I watched drummers, musicians and a fire show with nude dancers. Later I watched another fire show from a great band, a fun pantomime and large chess board. At camp I ate Baklava and noodles. I also ate granola and a sub, a muffin on the ride home.
Saturday, July 24, 2010
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