Friday, February 29, 2008

02/29/08

I am travelling, going to a tennis camp where there is an old guy wearing a t-shirt saying "grandad". I am going to see a volleyball league with my younger cousin in it. All forty of them are sitting in chairs facing the same way and bounce a yellow balloon over the net. It is hot and we are about to get the ferry again to croatia. She gets up to give me a hug goodbye, and recommends a grocery store for buying beer to bring on the 9-hour ferry ride.

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