Travel days are the worst
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Hermes is the Greek god of Travel. After last Friday, I can’t help but believe that the cunning trickster and fleet-footed messenger read my previous post, Travel Days are THE WORST, snickered and said, “Hold my beer.” To recap, last Sunday my friend and I booked a room at a hotel near the bus station
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Yes, I have blogged about this before, and even then I was sure I’d posted prior to that. I’ve also mentioned that I am a terrible packer. And this trek will be shoved into carry-on only! I’m writing early so I don’t miss my blog post. It is NOT Monday morning yet, but I am
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