Soon I will begin my long journey to Romania. My ride will be here in 45 minutes to take me to bus terminal in Providence. From there the "Logan Express" will take me to Logan Airport in Boston. It will drop me at Terminal 5, I'll check in to British Airways, and promptly run into the girls room to vomit.
I'm kidding, sorta...
Did I mention? I hate to fly. Detest it. Fear it. Abhor it! Thank goodness my physician is a good man. He listens to me, respects me, even. That kind man wrote me a prescription so I can sleep the whole way to Bucharest.
Dear Dr...I and my fellow passengers are indebted to you.
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