To my journal friends: If you actually read the preceding looooong travel diary entries, you deserve some sort of marvelous prize. Feel free to suggest one, and I’ll consider awarding it to you. Then I’ll probably laugh.
And now we return to our regularly scheduled program of whatever Jeanne happens to feel like writing on any given day. And the crowd goes, “Whoop-de-doo.” (Don’t sprain anything in your enthusiasm, y’all.)