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December 27, 2003 09:52 PM

Orange Alert

Hello. Today I traveled from Chicago, Illinois to San Juan Puerto Rico, and then on to Vieques, Puerto Rico. It was fun. The nation is all paranoid about mad crazy bombers, so we're on Orange Alert. To commemorate the occasion, I dressed appropriately:

We (family) had to get up so bloody early that we actually passed through airport security as the sun was rising. I think it was really quite pretty. Here, you tell me what you think:

Then, (this one's just for you!), in the San Juan airport, I sat out on the telephone with a woman whom I Think Is Great, and avoided my parental violation of the grease-filled establishment that shall not be named:

There were then a number of hours spent in the San Juan airport, waiting for weather, planes, lost cell phones by frantic LA girls, and more. Finally, in the DARK, RAINY night, 8 of us got on this tiny plane, and flew across the ocean in a fairly fearful to Vieques where we were welcomed, loved, and fed very well. More stories throughout the week I'm sure, but suffice to say that the pad is PHAT, and there should be a certain woman in my bed. grr.

;)