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Day 7/Wrapping Up!

Greetings from (very HUMID) Lawrenceville, NJ! If my first day back was any indication, most of the girls had a day filled with sleep and/or exhaustion. Hence the "day after" blog post!

Our final day of tour began with another day of sleeping in (thankfully--I was out exploring Salt Lake City's vibrant and irreverent counter-culture at a dueling piano bar called "Tavernacle" with some local friends until about 1:30AM!). We all got another fantastic breakfast, packed up all of our suitcases, checked out of our hotel, and loaded up our bus for what should have been the final loading up of our bus of the tour (more on that later!).

We drove about 45 minutes to the beautiful Bridal Veil Falls in the Provo River canyon, where some of the more adventurous girls braved the frigid water and climbed part way up the lower falls for a better view. If we had more time, I would have climbed the very steep path to go up to the top of the falls, but probably would have been too scared to make my way back down the path seeing as it was made nearly completely of loose rocks. The girls were also thrilled (some might say "too" thrilled) to see another puppy, which seemed to be a sub-theme of the tour that I haven't yet touched on. Any time we'd see a dog, half of the girls would yell "PUPPY!" and then go be distracted by said puppy for a while, no matter what activity we were taking part in. Amazingly enough, the incredible wonder of the natural world was no match for a simple puppy. Go figure.

We then headed back on our bus and made our way back to the Provo Town Center, the same mall we had stopped at on our way up to Salt Lake City for lunch the other day. It was pretty much the only place open on a Sunday in the area of Provo (the Mormon/non-Mormon ratio being even higher than in Salt Lake City, believe it or not). We had a few hours to spend our per diem on lunch, or a few hours to spend our per diem on motorized animals. You can guess which a good majority of the girls chose...

Our last scheduled stop was for some rafting down the Provo River. We all got our life jackets on, took the bus up to the launch point, and then took our assigned positions on our respective rafts. Our guides were experts, and we were expert entertainers for our guides. My raft's guide, Jessey, claimed that we were definitely one of her favorite jobs she'd ever had on the river. We saw local animals (otters, river rats, drunk tubers, etc), amazing mountain views, and a few rapids that managed to get our clothes wet. We also stopped about midway through the ride to wade in some shallow water--it was COLD! I only ended up getting wet from the occasional splash from a rapid and some "cool guys" jumping into the water off a rock too close to our raft. Some of our girls managed to fall out of their rafts. I guess they were just lucky.

After the raft ride, we had a lovely dinner from a local food truck that met us at our landing spot. We ate, changed out of our wet clothes, and braved a little bit of thunder and lightning to make it to a covered pavilion for our annual "Paper Plate Awards". A great time was had by all, and we decided it could be fun to head to the airport early for a relaxing no-anxiety trip through security and maybe even a little bit of shopping before our 1:05AM flight. We walked back over to our bus as we marvelled at a double rainbow over the mountains. We got on our bus and headed out of the canyon, noticing that our air conditioning wasn't working. Once we were out of the canyon, our bus driver pulled over to the side of the road and tried to get the AC back on by turning the bus off, essentially trying to reboot the system. Unfortunately, he couldn't reboot the system, nor could he turn the engine back on.

And so, there we were, on our very last day heading back to the airport, stuck an hour away from the airport with no ride. The girls, being the good sports that they are, got off the bus and used their towels from the rafting trip as blankets for an impromptu picnic on the side of the road. It was there that we hung out for about an hour, enjoying the beautiful sunset and mountain scenery, waiting for either a mechanic or a new bus to arrive. After it got dark, we headed over to a lighted park pavilion with bathrooms, drinking fountains, and outlets for charging our phones that happened to be right where we stopped. All in all, if there were a right place for our bus to break down, this was it! We waited about another hour before a new bus arrived, and it was totally awesome with leather seats and charging stations and everything! We got to the airport, got our tickets, checked our luggage, got through security, and arrived at our gate with just moments to spare before boarding! Phew!

The rest, as they say, is history. Our first flight was severely lacking in sleep due to a crying baby (which was just normal, for me). Our second flight was shorter, but probably had a few more sleepers. Our bus ride was out of the way, but afforded us more time to sleep. And then we were home, where I promptly went back to sleep.

So that's it. Fantastic tour! I'm looking forward to whatever next year brings! It's been real!

-R

Day Six

Good morning! This is going to be a pretty short blog post because not a whole lot happened yesterday.

We started the day by sleeping in and having a whole lot of free time. The girls had ample time (hours!) to spend at City Creek, a local shopping center a couple of blocks away from our hotel. Ms. Butler, Dr. Jenkins, and I were invited to lunch with the conductor, chairman of the board, and choir president of the Choral Society of Utah. After a quick trip back to the hotel to change into our concert attire, we headed over to The Garden, a restaurant that overlooked Temple Square (quite a view!). Since it was Mr. Ortiz's birthday, the whole restaurant celebrated with us and he released a balloon through the open roof of the restaurant, which meant his wishes would come true! We then headed over to the Eccles Theater for concert number two, and totally rocked it again!

That's it. I'm sorry there aren't more exciting things to share, but it was a much-needed day of rest, relaxation, and SHOPPING!

We look forward to today's activities, as well as heading back home. Tomorrow, I'll be updating the blog from my own home! Wow!

-R

Day Five

Happy mid-afternoon from SLC! We had the pleasure of sleeping in today, as well as a whole lot of free time. I've taken advantage of both of these situations, so I apologize for the delay in writing until now!

Yesterday started out with an amazing breakfast at the hotel (I was finally allowed in after being denied entry in my first attempt). So many food choices! Eggs, potatoes, bacon, sausage, pancakes, waffles, fruit, cereal, juices--oh my! We were all able to find more than enough to fill ourselves prior to the day's first rehearsal.

We walked a few blocks over to the Eccles theater to meet and rehearse with our Maestro of the day, Sterling Paulson. Aside from being the director of the Choral Arts Society of Utah, he also serves as one of Salt Lake City's network weathermen! Talk about versatile! He was impressed with our ladies' preparedness as well as our sound, and the girls were diligent in marking all changes or notes into their scores with their ever-ready pencils. He is a very cool guy, and it is especially notable how he opened up to all of us and shared his insights, as well as his life and musical journey. After the brief rehearsal, we headed down to the stage to work on some logistics, as well as to get familiar with the space. Built as a space to put on shows (rather than specifically for concerts), the Eccles Theater is a beautiful space that fits around 2000 people. It was a beautiful place to be singing in!

After our rehearsal, we then headed over to Temple Square to get a brief tour of the sights. We saw the main Temple (the biggest one in the world!), learned how to tell if a Mormon Church is just a normal church or a temple (I correctly guessed that only temples have the angel Moroni topping them!), saw the Tabernacle (but didn't go inside), saw the Mormons' original worship space built before the temple, and saw various statues dedicated to important figures in their pioneer history. The girls were very engaged with the missionary tour guides, asking thoughtful questions and seeming interested in learning about the Mormon culture and customs that seemed foreign to a lot of us. We then walked around the grounds and enjoyed the beautiful landscaping and fountains, pausing at a visitor center to use the restroom before making the long walk to lunch.

We walked what seemed like forever (oh my gosh, was it hot out!) to our restaurant for lunch. We were all treated to salads, personal pizzas, and a ridiculous amount of gelato. It was fortunate that our lunch was so huge, as we would not be eating dinner until after our concert. Our appetites fully satisfied, we headed BACK to the theater for a rehearsal with everyone onstage. There were the nearly 100 singers of the Choral Arts Society of Utah, the Princeton Girlchoir, and the Utah National Guard 23rd Army Band taking up the entire stage--and I got to witness the majority of the rehearsal from the wings, mainly owing to the fact I couldn't figure out how to get out of the backstage area and into the house. In any case, it was quite an impressive sound when all three groups were firing on all cylinders! We were also excited to be able to hear Dee-Dee Darby-Duffin (that's a whole lot of D's for one person's name!), a jazz singer, and her band. 

After THAT rehearsal, we had about an hour to load up on water and various snacks provided by both Ms. Butler and CASU, rest our voices (you can guess how well that went!), and get changed into our concert attire. At 7:10, the girls took the stage while their fearless accompanist had his picture taken with the Days of '47 Queen and her two attendants (they all had tiaras and sashes, so I just HAD to get a picture with them!). From 7:30-9:30, our girls rocked the house! The audience was very receptive to us, clapping along once "Music Down In My Soul" got rocking (accompanied by a bass player and drummer from Miss Dee-Dee's band). In the second half of the program, we were accompanied by the Army Band on "I Hear America Singing", which was a fun change of pace from only having me play. I must say, it was a lot of fun playing with an Army Band accompanying me on the accompaniment!

When the concert was over (and after I was scolded by an over-zealous stage manager for missing a curtain call that no one invited me to partake in), we all hurriedly made our way over to the local Olive Garden to have a VERY late dinner. The girls enjoyed the endless salad and breadsticks (some of them learning that Mr. Brechmacher's way of eating Olive Garden breadsticks is the BEST way to eat Olive Garden breadsticks), as well as our entrees, in the company of Ms. Bulter's mom! Running into family seems to be the theme of the past couple of days (although this one was planned ahead of time). We closed the day up with a rousing rendition of "Music Down In My Soul" in the middle of a Salt Lake City sidewalk, where we happened upon a piano that was shockingly in tune! 

We got back to the hotel a little bit after midnight, hence the sleeping in. Today we have our final concert, and it's our last day in Salt Lake City. We've been having a great time!

-R

Day Four

Good morning from Salt Lake City!

Yesterday, we started our day with a quick (overly CROWDED) breakfast in what must have been the most popular hotel in Moab. We gathered our suitcases and boarded our bus for one more exciting stop before heading north: Hole N" The Rock [sic]. This place was pretty wild--there was a 5000 square foot home that was inside one of the huge rock formations, and you could take tours of it. I opted not to go on the tour, seeing as it was $4.25 AND you couldn't even take pictures. According to some of the girls who opted to go, it was full of creepy taxidermy (including a donkey and a horse). Yikes. There were many other things to do and see while we were there: a monument to FDR carved into the rock, some gift shops, "Bigfoot" (literally, a giant foot), a jeep made completely of license plates, an elephant sculpture, and a zoo where the girls could ACTUALLY get kissed by a camel. Some of them did, indeed, get kissed by the camel. A great time was had by all.

We then got back on the bus and began another LONG ride up north. We enjoyed the rest of "Enchanted" (and, I must say, it's quite an amusing experience watching that movie with a bus full of girls), were amused by a very special cameo by our current President in "Little Rascals", and basically just hung out until we arrived in Provo, Utah, for a very quick lunch at a local mall. We then headed over to a rehearsal hall at BYU for one more touch-up rehearsal before meeting with the conductor of our next two concerts today. Ms. Butler was kind enough to get us all some of the very famous fudge from the University Store, and we sampled the four different choices on our ride up to Salt Lake City.

We arrived at our hotel (a lovely Radisson two blocks from Temple Square) and had just enough time to change into an outfit of our choice (I just kept what I was wearing on, while the girls got decidedly more fancy than their tour t-shirts) before heading over to a local shopping center for a dinner on our own. We then headed through Temple Square to the LDS Conference Center (and were verbally accosted by an overzealous religious nut along the way) where we were lucky enough to sit in on a Mormon Tabernacle Choir rehearsal. They were preparing for a couple of very special concerts for the Pioneer Day festivities, and it was pretty impressive to see all 364 of them up there on stage with a full orchestra. After accidentally running into some of my in-laws (seriously!), I got a new hairdo while we were waiting on the girls who had checked bags (no backpacks were allowed inside the rehearsal), and then it was off to Crown Burger for some ice cream and a Q&A session with some members of the "Tab" choir. We then headed back to our hotel, and since it was way past our curfew, we all went right off to bed.

So that's it for yesterday. We've got a lot of exciting things planned for today, including a concert tonight! 

-R

Day Three

Good morning from beautiful Moab, Utah. We've all had a great night of sleep after another great day of touring.

Yesterday started out with an early call time to the bus--7:30AM. We all managed to make it on time, getting breakfast ahead of our departure at the hotel's continental breakfast again. It was going to be a long day of driving, so we brought some movies to watch along the way. If only it were that simple...

When we put the DVD into the player, there was much confusion as the beginning of the film was in Spanish. After about fifteen minutes of struggling to figure out how the heck to change the DVD and bus entertainment system's language into English (our bus driver Jose could offer little assistance as he was responsibly keeping his eyes on the road), I managed to get it set up and find the way to reach the DVD's root menu to get the movie to play with English audio. We enjoyed the first two Harry Potter films, as well as about half of "Enchanted" (we will be finishing that this morning I'm sure!) on our long ride yesterday. Hopefully Jose hasn't been watching any movies in the bus since yesterday afternoon, or we might have to go through the whole process again. At least this time I will have a better idea of how to do it!

We stopped for lunch at a pretty nice mall in the middle of nowhere in Utah. After a quick bite to eat, we headed back to the bus to complete the final leg of our journey to Moab and the Arches National Park. We arrived at the visitor center, had a quick bathroom break, applied copious amounts of sunscreen, and drove with mouths agape through the park. To say the scenery was unbelievable is an understatement. I guess I'll have to let the pictures speak for themselves. We arrived at Devil's Garden with about an hour of time to make the one-mile hike to the Landscape Arch, with some of us opting to see the Tunnel Arch and the Pine Tree Arch instead. I think I was the only one who managed to catch all three (getting in my cardio for the day for sure!), and because of that some of the girls got some video footage of me sprinting back to the bus to get there before the parking lot closed.

This is where our story gets a little bit juicy. I had arrived back at the bus with about 5 minutes to spare before the parking lot closed, and about two seconds before torrential rains hit. The sky let loose with rain and hail, and it was really amazing to see all of the scenery we had just been hiking in covered in hail (it looked like it had snowed!) from a distance as we drove away. Wanting to see a few more arches before the park closed, we turned onto a side road and headed toward them, spotting some temporary waterfalls coming down the cliffs and over some arches. We arrived at a little parking lot, and a few of us braved the rain to try to get a quick shot of one of the Window Arches. It was then that I heard over a bullhorn, "PLEASE RETURN TO THE TOUR BUS IMMEDIATELY! PLEASE RETURN TO THE TOUR BUS IMMEDIATELY!" I looked back to the bus, and there was a ranger vehicle with the blue and red lights blazing. Uh oh. Apparently, we had missed a "Road Closed" sign (in reality, a "Road Closed Ahead" sign--we might be able to fight this), and because of this we were "detained" for a good 15-20 minutes. Facing up to a $700 fine (we almost had to give a benefit concert last night), we managed to get away with a $130 slap on the wrist --but man was it a bit tense for a few minutes there!

After being let go by the Feds, we headed back into Moab for a great dinner. The girls learned about some new culinary treats: fried bread and fry sauce. Apparently, both are big deals in Utah, and both are big hits with the girls! After huge portions and ice cream on top of that, we checked into our hotel and many of the girls took advantage of the free time to have a short pool party. All of us were back in our rooms by the 10PM curfew, and we settled down for a good night's sleep (I know I did, at least!).

So today, it's onward to Salt Lake City!
-R

Day Two

Good morning! I fell asleep before I could update the blog AGAIN last night. It's amazing how tired we've been at the end of these first two days! I apologize that there are no pictures with this post...yet. I'm having some wi-fi issues today.

Yesterday started off with breakfast at our hotel (the standard hotel continental breakfast: cereal, waffles, eggs, BACON, sausage, bread, etc), and some of the girls had some nice conversations with other hotel guests. We got ourselves ready to be on the bus and headed back into downtown Santa Fe for some more exploring. We were thrilled to find many local Native American artisans selling their jewelry, and many of the girls bought some lovely pieces and had some friendly conversations with the people from various tribes from the area. After hearing some cool local musicians rock out on the harp, we headed over to the Cathedral Basilica of St. Francis of Assisi and took a few minutes to enjoy its beautiful interior. Having taken it it, it was back onto the bus for a quick (and somewhat perilous!) drive to Los Alamos. We were amazed by the awesome scenery, but somewhat distressed to see a wrecked car while looking down into the bottom of a canyon.

We were greeted by the members of Coro de Camera, who were a very friendly bunch! They were all wearing name tags, and we all received name tags, so it was much easier to have the choirs intermingle over the wonderful lunch they provided. It was then onto a joint rehearsal, where we learned about the history and culture of New Mexico through some very clever choral warmups--my personal favorite was the one about chile peppers. We rehearsed "When I Sing to Make You Dance", which was extra fun because we had never sung it with tenors and basses--and was extra fun for me because I actually got to sing with the choirs rather than accompany! Dr. Jenkins then led us all in "Take Me To the Water", and followed that up by teaching everyone a South African song (including choreography!). After a short break, we headed over to the performance venue to rehearse some more, and sweated quite a bit because there was no air conditioning. My plan of wearing a tux was quickly changed.

We got back on the bus and headed over to Pasta Paradiso for some lovely Italian food. We were once again joined by Jan Westrick, but it was extra fun to be joined by PGC alum Paige Kunkle, who is working this summer at the lab at Los Alamos! After getting well carbed up on the pasta, we headed back to the church to sweat off all the calories with an AWESOME performance. To say the audience loved us would be an understatement--there were times in the concert when I was wondering if they'd ever stop applauding between numbers! After a couple of rousing combined numbers and a short encore, we basked in our applause (and some enthusiastic "WHOOOOO!"ing--ask your daughters about this!) before heading offstage for a small reception and cookies.

Today we are (looking forward to? Maybe?) taking a six hour drive up to Moab. I'm sure I'll have plenty to tell you about tonight!

-R

Day One

Good morning from the "Land of Enchantment"! Now that I've gotten a full night of sleep in, it's time to fill you in on our great first day. 

It all started with a bus ride at 4:30AM to the Philadelphia Airport, and it was clear that we were all pretty excited to be on our way as the girls were (perhaps startlingly) chipper for the early our. I dozed in and out of sleep, but it felt like no time before we arrived at the airport--it's amazing how close it feels when there's no one else on the road! We quickly and efficiently unloaded all of our suitcases from under the bus (in record time, I think!) and, in contrast, got our tickets one by one from the automated ticketing machine (a perk of being over 18 was you could do it yourself!). We got through security with time to spare, so we took advantage of the terminal's culinary offerings before boarding our plane. 

Our flight was relatively uneventful, aside from some turbulance over Ohio and southern Michigan. We landed at around 11AM, and then I had a moment of panic when I realized our next flight would be boarding at around 11:05AM. That's when I figured out that we were in a different time zone, and it was only 10AM, and we had plenty of time to enjoy the airport mall and all of the lumberjack and moose trinkets it had to offer. We all fueled up with some early lunch (it felt like lunch time anyway), boarded our plane with minimal seat switching (as per tour tradition), and enjoyed a smooth flight and some beautiful scenery on our way to Albuquerque.

After disembarking from our plane, we could already feel a shift in culture evident from the southwestern architecture and artwork all around the airport. We met our tour guide and collected our luggage (it was all there!), boarded our bus, and made the hour-long drive to Santa Fe. Along the way, we were treated to some amazing scenery that was completely foreign to those of us who spend most of our time in New Jersey. We arrived at our hotel (a pretty high-quality Quality Inn), had just enough time to unload our luggage, and then it was back onto the bus to head to the Santa Fe Opera.

Situated in the mountains outside of town, the Santa Fe opera is actually an outdoor venue, with the back of the stage open to the beautiful mountain scenery behind it. We were treated to a very cool backstage tour of all aspects of the opera productions: we saw how they loaded huge set pieces from the workshops to the stage via a huge lift, we saw the shops where they were working on building and painting huge set pieces for upcoming productions, we saw the prop shop (which included some creepy severed heads) and costume department, their orchestral rehearsal space, and the huge warehouse that stores all of the set pieces for their current productions. It was amazing to see all of them in action, as they're currently in season. We were amazed to learn that it isn't unusual for them to stage three DIFFERENT operas in the span of 24 hours (rehearsing, staging, or performing), complete with full set changes. In fact, in just the time we were there we saw a set being set up and taken down. It was great to see all of the moving parts that work together to put on an opera, and surely gave a lot of us a new appreciation for their work!

We then headed to Maria's, a local Mexican restaurant, where we had dinner with the founder of Princeton Girlchoir, Jan Westrick! The girls were very excited to meet her, and she was very thrilled to see what the seed she had planted in 1989 has grown into. The food was amazing (and authentic, so a bit spicier than some of us were expecting--especially if you opted for the green sauce)! After dinner, we headed into downtown Santa Fe for some time to freely roam around and check out the local sights and sounds. Santa Fe is a very artsy place, and I'm not really sure how to describe the architecture other than "beautiful". Overall it had a very hippy/new-age vibe, with sample overheard conversations such as, "But how are we sure that the cavemen were really men, man?" and (as I was taking pictures of him playing an accordian and singing) "Dude, I'm not a bear in a zoo, man." Colorful, to say the least. But we're looking forward to heading back there this morning to check out some of the local artisans who sell their work in the main square during the daytime.

So that was the first day--we're looking forward to what today brings, as well as our first concert of the tour tonight! Until later, have a good one!

-R

ZZZZZZZZZZZZ

Hello everyone! I am sorry to have to do this, but please check back TOMORROW for the summary of today's events. Seeing as we just got back to our hotel a half hour ago and I fell asleep before I could even turn my computer on, I think I'm going to set myself an alarm and go to sleep for the night. I know I'm not alone in my exhaustion--it's been a long (but awesome!) day.

I'll tell you all about it after I get some sleep.

Until then, goodnight!

-R

AAAAAAAAAAGH!

I just realized that my ride is coming in less than six hours and I STILL haven't put anything in a suitcase.

See you soon, hopefully with a hastily packed bag...

-R

The Last Day

As I sit here at my own kitchen table for the first time in over a week, I find myself writing the final blog post of the trip. My first blog post of the trip was also written at my kitchen table. We’ve really come full circle!

So, without further ado, our final day of the tour!

In a move that may have been disappointing to some (but welcome by others—I include myself in that group), we were given the opportunity to sleep in rather than exploring Dublin in our free time in the morning. Some of the girls woke up at the normal time to get breakfast and then went straight back to bed for a few hours. I slept late (as you know) and went straight to McDonalds for my traditional trip to the golden arches in foreign lands (I like to see what’s different!). Apparently, “Breakfast All Day” is only an American thing—fortunately it was close enough to lunchtime that I didn’t mind having to eat Chicken Selects and Fries for breakfast.

Once we were all fed and dressed in our concert attire, we made our way to St. Patrick’s Cathedral for our final concert of the trip. With tired voices and tired choristers, we mustered up the strength and energy to put on our longest solo set of the trip, singing through the majority of the music we had prepared. We were well-received by our audience which was made up of mostly tourists who just happened to be there. In any case, it was a beautiful final concert! Afterwards, we headed outside for a group shot (including a couple of pictures with both Ms. Butler and myself lying in front of the girls in dramatic fashion) in front of the cathedral. We also sang one final number for the crowd of spectators that had gathered to watch us pose for said picture.

We then headed back to the hotel for a quick change of clothes, out of our concert dress and into our tour T-shirts. Quickly loading ourselves back onto the bus, we made the half hour drive to the fishing village of Howth, which is right on Dublin Bay. The girls loved seeing the seals that were swimming and playing off the pier, as well as all of the fishing boats and shops. We all walked to the end of the pier to check out the gorgeous scenery, posing for a few pictures along the way. Before too long, it was time to head to dinner.

Our final tour dinner was at the lovely Abbey Tavern (to quote Ms. Jenkins: “The ambiance is ON POINT!”). The dinner was appropriate, considering the fishing industry that we had just experienced: fish and chips! Our dessert was also lovely, but came with a warning from one of the girls: “I have an announcement to make: I thought the flower was made of phyllo dough, but it’s actually a flower. Don’t eat the flower!” As dinner ended, we all enjoyed the annual event of the Paper Plate Awards, where each of the younger girls receives an award from the older girls in celebration of the relationships which have grown throughout the week. It’s always a feel-good experience for all involved, and this year was no different. The evening concluded with the seniors singing a new arrangement of “Danny Boy” in honor of the wonderful time spent in Ireland.

When the girls got back to the hotel, they were encouraged to pack and go to bed—but you know how that usually goes. I opted to check out Saturday night in Dublin, which was a whole lot of crazy but a whole lot of fun. It was like a giant party, with fantastic traditional music being played in many of the pubs. I had one more pint of the national beverage, and headed back to the hotel to pack and go to sleep.

We all woke up this morning, ate breakfast, and headed to the airport. We had no trouble getting through ticketing, security, a second round of security, and U.S. Customs (yes—we went through Customs in Ireland, which should have saved us time in Newark and gotten us home early…but that’s another story for another time). The flight was on time, and seven hours later we arrived in Newark.

So that’s it. That’s the tour. It was a total blast, and it was an amazing experience for all of us. Thank you for reading! I hope you’ve enjoyed reading about our adventures!

-R

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