Morning of the third day. Packed for fourteen hours yesterday, went to bed. Disassembled everything that could be. Which, since my apartment is an Ikea diorama, is a lot. Packing went slow because we had to fit two hundred cubit feet of stuff into fifty cubic feet of space, and then take pictures for proof.
A late night Dunkin run for a Box of Joe and a dozen assorted (thx for the ride Liza!) gave us the second wind we needed to reach a good stopping point. Today we all feel like we did fourteen hour's hard labor and then ate a donut. Which is no more pleasant for being exactly what we deserve. I'm pretty sure there's a Dude Badge you get when you Pack For Fourteen Hours, so there's that.
Today we finish up and then head to Cleveland. Bino has promised to give a History of Punk lecture at some point on the trip.
Stay tuned for posts from this blog's other two authors, as well as some pictures.
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Bon Voyage!
There was a significant piles of scatters last night at 9pm. I would love to see pictures of the trailer once you've got everything packed in there. It might end of be a world record if you can pack everything in there.
Just a few big items, the wall shelf, a bed, 3 coffee tables, chairs. I can't wait to see the pictures! It will be indeed quite impressive!
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