Monday, June 22, 2009
The hot sauce at dinner on Thursday was foreshadowing. Brazilian food is bomb, and sometimes when you order things because they have a mysterious name, they turn out to be the screwdriver you were hoping for. Friday never happened. Saturday found Alex and I early on a ferry to Uruguay. This shall be continued on account of a sad tum.
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