Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Damn, damn, daaaaaamn

Walking around Valpo requires plenty of stamina, leg strength, and an endless supply of complaints (we had plenty of everything). This is mostly because the city consists of illogically steep steps that are more or less at 75 degree angles. Or you can take the "ascensiors" which are their elevators. And I use that term in the loosest sense possible. They were basically wooden boxes, attached to cables, pulled up and down by monkeys. Death was always an imminent threat. But it gave me another chance to watch Thomasin cower in fear while old Chilean women looked at her like the crazy American she is. Good Times

Temporary layoffs, Good Times.
Easy credit ripoffs, Good Times.
Scratchin’ and surviving. Good Times.
Hangin in a chow line - Good Times.
Ain’t we lucky we got ‘em - Good Tiiiiiiiiiimes.

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