Ten hours each way driving by myself.
One son, graduated.
One friend and her daughter, baptised.
Many meals (steamed crabs, BBQ, Pakistani, Italian), eaten.
Many friends, reunited; many more stories told and memories remembered.
One exhausted RP heading for bed.
Good night.
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Sleep well --have happy dreams, be proud of your son ...
10 hours EACH way. Yikes ...
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