Monday
Not much to say about this... errands all day. But I got to spend time with Melissa, which I relished every minute of. Since my family was heading out to Arizona for Christmas, it meant I wouldn't see her again for a week or so.
Tuesday
Ouch -- up at 5am, land in Phoenix at 3pm. That had to have hurt, considering how much of a night owl I was (and still am).
Although it sounds luxurious, the limo was just a private car, as opposed to a cab. My dad had picked up the habit at some point with regards to travel to and from airports -- limos are often cheaper than cabs, because they don't have meters and you can negotiate a price with them.
Despite the long day, I jumped at the chance to go with Grandpa to pick up my aunt and uncle at the airport. My grandfather was a great storyteller, and I never passed up a chance to listen to him. I learned a lot in that hour-plus.
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