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Troubles and Travels.

  • cynthiafoustvenner
  • May 24
  • 1 min read

I was recently awarded a frequent flyer reward!


Jk.


The flight was underbooked, henceforth...


I got a whole row to myself!


Forget business class!


All those Aldi carts I paid for and didn't take that quarter back?!


Well it was paid forward ten fold.


Jesus definitely took the wheel on this one.


I might as well have called myself Hugh Hefner; and I get the awkward back to back references.


Whatever, get a life.


Insert a robe and smoking slippers, and perhaps a cross.


Anyways, I am back yet once again; in the second city, my second/first city, the other one that never sleeps; this time plus one, just me!


And as always, I am overpacked and under prepared.


Here's to seeing how much trouble I can get dropped into, roped into, and caught into.


Wish me luck and bring a net!


Cheers!


Xoxo,

C.





 
 
 

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