What do you do when it's the day before Thanksgiving and when you call at noon to find out if your 4 pm flight to Wisconsin is on time they tell you that it was cancelled. Months ago. "Didn't you get the email we sent?" Guess not. So ... many stressful hours and phone calls to airlines later, Tony managed to get us booked on a redeye that left at midnight. So ... now it was 2 pm, our suitcases were packed, we were ready to go. We decided to go to Islands. No one was particularly hungry until we sat down and realized we were famished. I guess it was the stress and all. So we ate and ate and then ate some more. Tony took this picture and I think it reflects the sort of aimless way we were all feeling. All dressed up and no where to go.
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