Maybe our flight to NYC wasn't planned at the right time of day, but it's worth the stress. After nine long months, we'll finally get to see our friends. We'll get to meet all the new babies, and the babies will get to meet us. I'll get to throw back some Magic Hat and eat a chicken from El Malecon. Scott will get a real night out with his friends. Stephen can run around with Tank. And Refaela will hopefully behave. Wish us luck on the flight :)
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