Each goodbye is getting harder and harder.
We awoke to a chilly rainy morning. Maybe a good time to leave? That's debatable. I don't think there was ever going to be an easy time to leave.
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| even pretty in the rain |
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| the kitchen and Lima |
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| somebody threw a fit |
We packed our bags and hopped on a bus for Braga. Took a very brief tour of the town and it was back on a bus headed to the airport and then yet another bus to Oxford.
We hope to be back someday, Ben! Thank you for the best vacation we could've had!
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