There’s better than thirty-six hours until departure, and the high temp today won’t hit 60. Yet I feel compelled to spend the day in sandals.
A wise man once told me the second visit is always better, because you know what to expect. And if what you’re waiting for is bonafide fly-fishing mayhem (i.e. absolutely off-the-wall bonefishing), one might tend to get a little anxious.
In other words, I’m already checked out.
MG signing off (as it feels like FIBFest has already begun, or at least I wish it had)
Comments
I know what you mean about being checked out, but not about the second time around thing.
have fun at the card table
Oh yea!
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