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Tuesday, July 2, 1998
Because I was on the late plane, I did not have to leave the hotel until 12:30pm. So, I had time to wander around a little. I remembered that I promised Liz Robbins that I would get her some Pocky, or was it Pucca. I went into the district of stores and shops near the hotel to find a market. The only place that I could find was a convenience store. I purchased six boxes of Pucca because at that moment, I was sure that was what Liz wanted. I returned to the hotel and waited with everyone else. The airport was somewhat typical and our flight left on time. I had a two or three hour layover in San Francisco. When I got to Boston it was already 10:30 pm. I had been going for roughly 30 hours straight. I was tired and cranky. Unfortunately, I had no ride home from the airport and had to wait for the US Shuttle bus to come get me. I finally got home at about 1 am.
Like everyday for the past three weeks, I went to bed exhausted, but very happy. Thank you for reading this journal. I hope that you enjoyed it. -Larry Fliegelman
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