Reminds me of my safari in Africa. Somebody forgot the corkscrew and for several days we had to live on nothing but food and water.
We usually never got out of there before four or five o'clock in the morning. Every morning. So it was rough.
90% 100% are going there to hear the singing. The story is another thing....
By Thursday morning, we'd gotten over the worst of it.
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