That time you rode your bike east on the Mass Turnpike to come visit me in Revere? But then you got lost coming through the Ted Williams Tunnel, took a wrong turn into Logan Airport, and ended up circling around and around Terminal A, trying to find an exit? Then I came to get you, and found you in the airport bar buying drinks for Joan Kennedy (okay, not so good an idea in retrospect, but she really sweet)? Remember? If I recall correctly, we end up closing the place down, and then you woke up in the first class section of an Aer Lingus jet that was halfway to Dublin. You spent a week trying to explain to the Irish immigration agents why you didn't have your passport with you. I, meanwhile, was on the beach in Cancun.
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Date: 2005-12-02 06:20 pm (UTC)Good memories, those. :-)