So, I made it alive. I didn’t sit next to a stinky person on the plane, but I did sit next to a very excitable 8-year old. Oh, how we talked and talked and talked. And how adorable was it when he continued to talk, looooong after I put my headphones back on and tried to watch Project Runway. Precious. Anywho, the flight and the trip in general went off without a hitch! And now I’m home…

Today we’re going to the spa at Foxwoods. You know, the giant casino? I’ve never been to a spa before (rough life) so I’m pretty excited about the whole thing. OH WAIT, I forgot about one thing. DRY AIR. The air is so freaking dry here that my hair has been standing straight up for two days. And when it’s not sticking straight up, it’s plastered to my face. Not good.

Ok, off to get pampered! Adios.

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