I arrived in Toronto slightly hungover and with only the name of the hotel and Gillian's mobile phone number (both pieces of info I acquired during the layover in Minneapolis). I had been working 12-14 hours a day for the last seven days, and then thought it was a good idea to go out in Portland the night before:) Sometimes I feel like I'm in my own
Amazing Race. Next week I go to Vermont...
I somehow managed to make it to the hotel, and thankfully Gillian and Marie were there - ready to take me to the Jay's game.
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