Oh, right then... the end of the trip.
Mark flew out of the bay area and Meg and I drove the rest of the way home (after chillin' with Ian and Liz a bit). We hit some heavy snow by Mt. Shasta, and the evergreen state reminded us how it stays ever-green. Rain and all, it just feels good to be home.
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