Julie called me today and left a nice message. "Hi Em, I'm not sure why your phone is on, but I just wanted to call and tell you that I just drove by a gas station where prices were over $4.00 a gallon, thought you'd appreciate. Talk to you soon!"
Well, turns out the phone was on because in the process of packing I managed to, yes, throw away my passport. In fact, I was so paranoid about losing it that I had it in my hand to go get photocopies, but meanwhile decided to toss some boxes and, low and behold, the trash got taken out before I realized that it could, in fact, be somewhere other than my living room.
So here I am in San Francisco enjoying the fog and working 13 hours days to improve my survey (I think this may be some type of self-flagellation for being such a total idiot). But there are certainly some good things about seeing the fam, people watching in my favorite city in the world, and letting my brain reconvene. Meanwhile my travel buddy went ahead to Guate and says it's wonderful and that he had a nice little night on the town drinking and hookah bar-ing, so I'm sure once I get there on Saturday I'll have quite a bit to tell.
Miss you all already.
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