
6:21 am, day one.
The airport shuttle was already waiting for me when I got to the front door. I apologized for being late and said the drivers normally call when they are a couple of minutes away.
The driver said, “Oh, you’re right on time!”
He was already far too excited for that time of morning, but I hoped for the best and hopped into the van.
He repeated
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