My version of camping… nonfat mocha (no whip) and broadband internet. The internet connection at the house is dial-up, and it’s not even like regular dial-up where you wait a few seconds for a page to load. It just tries and tries and tries and either finally loads or simply times out. I started to get the no e-mail shakes and popped into Moody’s Internet Cafe on the last day of my trip.
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