Drive five hours up the coast: check.
Move son into his dorm: check.
Meet his roommate: check.
Embib free booze at hotel happy hour: check.
Devour Wilde Bread at Woodstock Pizza: check.
Crash at hotel after too-long day: check.
Son spent his first night in his new digs, and true to form, we cannot reach him. All the brainpower at Nokia can’t figure out how to make him actually answer the phone. Ah well. Looks like he won’t be joining us for breakfast at the Embassy. Time for me to throw back some hot black coffee and an egg or two.
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