Socorro, NM
December 22-29, 2010
About a week and a half before we left for Socorro, there was a snowstorm in Michigan. Here's a view from our living room window.
About a week and a half before we left for Socorro, there was a snowstorm in Michigan. Here's a view from our living room window.
Before we left on our trip, I decided to look on the Socorro website to see what there is to do there.
First, on Thursday, a walking tour of Socorro. There are actually three walking tours. This one is the Kittrel Park - Manzanares District tour. Basically it's right in the center of town. Now, taking a walking tour with my in-laws is tricky. They understand the "walking" part, but not the "tour" part. As a result I barely had time to take pictures, much less ponder the architecture and read the brochure while on the tour and because of that I didn't enjoy this walking tour as much as I did the Bordentown, New Jersey one I did back in 2001. That one I did alone at my own pace.
Note: all quotes are taken directly from the walking tour brochure.
In the background of this picture is the Knights of Pythias Hall. The two-story brick building was built in the 1880's. In the foreground are my husband, his parents, and their dog Harley (short for Harlequin). As you can see, there was no snow here, but it was COLD!
First, on Thursday, a walking tour of Socorro. There are actually three walking tours. This one is the Kittrel Park - Manzanares District tour. Basically it's right in the center of town. Now, taking a walking tour with my in-laws is tricky. They understand the "walking" part, but not the "tour" part. As a result I barely had time to take pictures, much less ponder the architecture and read the brochure while on the tour and because of that I didn't enjoy this walking tour as much as I did the Bordentown, New Jersey one I did back in 2001. That one I did alone at my own pace.
Note: all quotes are taken directly from the walking tour brochure.
In the background of this picture is the Knights of Pythias Hall. The two-story brick building was built in the 1880's. In the foreground are my husband, his parents, and their dog Harley (short for Harlequin). As you can see, there was no snow here, but it was COLD!
Across the street is the Loma Cinema. According to the brochure, "it has been renovated through the years, but remains an historical link to Socorro's Boom period of business growth. It once housed the Price/Lowenstein Mercantile." When we were in Socorro back in 2007 my in-laws took us to see the movie Alvin and the Chipmunks there. They wanted to take us to see the new Harry Potter movie this time, but we politely declined. (This picture was taken before Christmas. They were showing the Harry Potter movie after Christmas.)
Our next stop: the Val Verde Hotel.
"The Val Verde Hotel was constructed in 1919 of yellow concrete brick in Spanish Mission Revival style. The beautiful U-shaped building, with courtyard, was a hotel for tourists and gathering place for the community. After the hotel closed, the structure housed fine dining, a drinking establishment, apartments, book stores, hair salons, coffee houses, and other businesses through the years."
Here's another view of the Knights of Pythias Hall, taken from across the street. "The brick building next door was built between 1881 and 1886 and is mostly unchanged. It shows the commercial store front use of large windows and doors, framed in wood, that was popular during Socorro's Boom era and made possible by the railway services."
Now we're headed back toward the center of town. "The Torres Block was the mercantile block in 1886. It was built between 1881 and 1886, and was once several different businesses in separate one and two-story, flat roofed, brick-faced buildings. The businesses sold a variety of items from hardware to groceries. The separate buildings have now been joined together and the brick-faced adobe has been stuccoed over." As you can see from the picture, it still houses a hardware store: Gambles Hardware. After our tour, we stopped at a coffee shop that's located in the building just behind that black truck. While my husband and in-laws enjoyed some tasty baklava, croissant, and coffee, I admired the paintings on the wall. Apparently in addition to a coffee house, it's also a gallery for local artists. The current artist's work was quite abstract. Not something that I'm fond of, but interesting nonetheless.
"On the corner of Plaza and Manzanares Ave. is the Abeytia Block. The two story brick building was built in 1880. It housed the Hilton Drugstore and the Masonic Lodge. The drugstore was founded in the late 1890's by a relative of Conrad Hilton, and is known as having been the oldest operating drugstore in the state. In the 1930's, the building was remodeled with a California Mission Revival style, and the first floor lost its arched windows. The drugstore is now the Socorro County Chamber of Commerce."
The opposite side of the street from the Chamber of Commerce. Next to the bike shop, looking past the clocktower, is the coffee house I mentioned.
"The Capitol Bar is the only drinking establishment still in existence from the mining Boom era. It has brick coping and large arched windows. Giovanni Biavaschi, a native of Italy, built the business and sold wine made from his own vineyard. Socorro was once a bountiful grape growing and wine making area." This fact surprised me. I wouldn't think this area was conducive to growing grapes. But, then again, I don't know much about growing grapes.
My mother-in-law took the picture. Here we are at Kittrel Park. My mother-in-law had no idea that this place was named Kittrel Park and my in-laws have been living here for years.
Pansies in the park in December. Don't see that in Michigan!
My husband and I in the gazebo in Kittrel Park. Even in the cold weather people come to sit in the park. There were a couple of people having lunch on the other side of the gazebo. There was a food cart on the north side of the plaza.
"Kittrel Park, known as 'The Plaza,' was the center for social and political events, religious parades, and commerce. The businesses of Socorro grew around the Plaza and eastward down Manzanares Avenue towards the Santa Fe Railway Depot."
"Kittrel Park, known as 'The Plaza,' was the center for social and political events, religious parades, and commerce. The businesses of Socorro grew around the Plaza and eastward down Manzanares Avenue towards the Santa Fe Railway Depot."
Not sure if this building is historic or not, but the architecture is interesting. My husband and I bought a Christmas ornament there the last time we were in New Mexico.
This building, however, is historic. "The Fortune property is the oldest structure in existence on the southern side of the Plaza. Others were destroyed by fire. Patrick and Theresa Fortune were originally from Ireland. Mr. Fortune was stationed in New Mexico while in the military in the 1850's, and like many others decided to stay."
"The Fitch Building ... was built by Crabtree for James Fitch in 1914. It is one of the state's earliest steel reinforced concrete buildings, the first of its kind in Socorro, and possibly the only remaining one. Note the facade of recessed panels and raised columns."
"The Crabtree Building.... The original iron structure of this building was hauled down from the smelter that had operated on the mesa west of town. The building housed a blacksmith shop and then a hardware store for many years." As you can see, it now houses a tax service.
Moving west away from The Plaza. That's M Mountain in the background.
The building to the right "now houses the Socorro Heritage and Visitors Center. It was built between 1913 and 1930 for the offices of the City Water Commission and was later used for the Police Department. It is the only commercial structure in the Plaza area that was built of coursed, ashlar stones." This is a good place to stop in and see some historical exhibits.
The building to the left is the Church of the Epiphany. It "was built between 1886 and 1898. It is an adobe building in a simplified Gothic Revival style. it has a steep, gable roof and the windows and entrance have pointed Gothic style lancet arches." My mother-in-law said that they went to see a stage play there recently.
In case you're wondering about the white arrow-like things painted on the sidewalk and street. Those are crane tracks. You see these all around Socorro, pointing the way to spots of interest in town. In the Autumn, the city celebrates the Festival of the Cranes. Sandhill cranes spend the Winter near here and then return north in the Spring.
The building to the left is the Church of the Epiphany. It "was built between 1886 and 1898. It is an adobe building in a simplified Gothic Revival style. it has a steep, gable roof and the windows and entrance have pointed Gothic style lancet arches." My mother-in-law said that they went to see a stage play there recently.
In case you're wondering about the white arrow-like things painted on the sidewalk and street. Those are crane tracks. You see these all around Socorro, pointing the way to spots of interest in town. In the Autumn, the city celebrates the Festival of the Cranes. Sandhill cranes spend the Winter near here and then return north in the Spring.
Outside the Heritage and Visitors Center. Believe it or not, this sidewalk is still in perfect shape despite it being built in 1937. There are actually a few more sidewalks like this in the area, all in perfect shape.
The Fire Station. "The Socorro Volunteer Fire Department was established in 1887 and the original Socorro Hose Company was built on this spot in 1907. Fire and rescue services are now city operated."
If you look inside the abandoned building you can see exposed adobe walls.
Me getting creative with the camera.
"Jesus Maria Torres House...is a square adobe house with a hipped roof of corrugated metal. It was built after 1913. It has been said that the trim, windows, and doors were purchased by mail-order through Crabtree Lumber Company. The turned columns on the front porch, which are unlike any others in Socorro, are the historical highlight of this house."
Another view of the Jesus Maria Torres House.
This little house is not historic. In fact, it's still being built. This is the "casita," the guest house, on my in-laws' property. The house to the left is actually a mobile home in the mobile home park next door. I took the picture as I was standing in my in-laws' driveway.
Since Harley got a long walk on the Historic Tour, Dan and I decided to take Fiona, my in-laws' other dog, out on a walk. Fiona, being about 10 years older than Harley doesn't usually get long walks because she just can't keep up with Harley. Harley wants to go, go, go. Fiona wants to stop alot and sniff, sniff, sniff. While we were there we made it a point of walking Fiona nearly every afternoon or evening. Except for the Monday before we left, Fiona got quite a few good slow walks. First with just Dan and I and then a couple of times with my father-in-law walking Harley. On Christmas Day, my brother-in-law tagged along. These walks were pleasant because even though Harley was with us, my father- and brother-in-law wanted to stop multiple times to show us things along the walk. I didn't have my good camera on these walks, but I did have my phone camera. Here are a few pictures I took on our walks.
That's my husband Dan and Fiona.
The street to nowhere. In the most recent housing boom a developer began developing the property and had this road built. It was supposed to lead into the new subdivision. But, no one bought any of the houses he was to build on the property so this empty space has been empty for years. It looked pretty much the same 3 years ago when we were here last. The houses in the background are the neighborhoods of Socorro.
On Friday, Dan, his brother, and his father went up to Mount Baldy. They drove most of the way, and climbed the rest. In the end, they were up around 10,000 feet above sea level. Dan said he could see the VLA (Very Large Array) from there. Dan brought back a souvenir for me. Dan's comment: "Don't ever say that I never give you anything."
On Saturday and Sunday we went to church at San Miguel Catholic Church, founded in 1598. Unfortunately, services were held in the Parish Hall due to the fact that the church needs to undergo extensive renovation. Apparently many decades ago, in an attempt to fix the adobe structures of several churches in the area the contractor decided to use cement to cover up the adobe. The use of cement caused the original adobe structure to retain water and erode. Recently, due to this, a church to the north of Socorro had one or more of its walls collapse. After that happened, San Miguel called in a structural inspector and so did a church to the south of Socorro. Both were found to need extensive repairs and were deemed unsafe. The inspector also found problems with the beams holding up the roof. The building was condemned and according to the priest, the repairs will take years to complete. Not to mention, I'm sure, many thousands, if not millions, of dollars. If you'd like to learn more about San Miguel, please visit the website.
On Sunday, my father-in-law, my husband Dan, and I went to the Bosque del Apache. This was the second thing I wanted to do when I was here. Those white birds in the water are snow geese.
On Sunday, my father-in-law, my husband Dan, and I went to the Bosque del Apache. This was the second thing I wanted to do when I was here. Those white birds in the water are snow geese.
More snow geese, looking north, in the same pond. According to the bird count chart in the visitor center, there are more than 30,000 snow geese that winter here in the Bosque.
Later, we stopped at an overlook in the Bosque and did some observing. Here's a lonely grebe. At least that's what I think it is. Someone else that was at the overlook called it a grebe.
After observing at the overlook, we drove to another area and decided to take a bit of a hike. There was a sign saying that mountain lions have been spotted in the area, but we figured it was safe and headed out anyway. Come join us.
No, we did not contemplate "what it would be like to live a day in the life of a mallard duck" while we were on our walk.
No, we did not contemplate "what it would be like to live a day in the life of a mallard duck" while we were on our walk.
Dan and his father. There were some coots in the reeds off to the left there.
Eventually the boardwalk ends but the trail doesn't.
There are these stones around to mark the trail. But, sometimes it was difficult to see the trail nonetheless
Early on, when you just leave the boardwalk, you see these arrows marking the way. But as you get farther and farther in, there are no arrows and you have to rely on the stones and a worn path to guide your way. There were a couple of times we had trouble finding where the path was.
An interesting old branch or fallen tree along the way.
They're doing some sort of work here.
You don't want to eat those berries. This is deadly nightshade. It grows all around here.
Since we promised to take the dogs on a long walk that evening, we decided to head back to the parking lot.
Some sort of release valve, we figured, either to let water into the marsh or out of it.
Back to the parking lot at the start of the trail.
We drove a ways again and then slowed down to see if we could see anything interesting. There were other cars stopped along side of the road. We decided to stop too. And, sure enough, we saw this. A couple of Sandhill cranes in the background.
Eventually we got back in the car and decided to stop back where we started to see the snow geese
Photographers line up here near sunset because that's when all the geese take off back to their nests. It's quite a sight to see! We didn't stay this time, but we did the last time we were here. It was spectacular!
On Monday morning, Dan and his father went on a 5-hour photography tour at the Sevilleta National Wildlife Refuge, 20 miles north of Socorro. The day started out foggy. As you can see, the top of M mountain is shrouded in fog.
While the guys were away, my mother-in-law decided to go over to the AOC (Array Operations Center) to have coffee with some friends. My mother-in-law was an astronomer, now retired. I stayed at the house, relaxing and reading <i>Invisible,</i> by Lorena McCourtney. I loaded it on my Kindle before we left. It's a cozy mystery, free at Amazon.com. The first in the Ivy Malone series. I wanted something light to read on vacation. I ended up finishing it this day. I enjoyed it. But I'm not sure if I'd pay to read the rest of the series. Perhaps I'd check out more in the series if they had it at the library though.
Later that day, after we found Harley's Halti collar (my mother-in-law can't handle Harley without it), we decided to take the dogs for a walk. Instead of walking by the road, we decided to cut through the New Mexico Tech golf course. First we had to climb over a couple of fences to get there. One brick one on the edge of my in-laws property. Harley scaled the fence no problem. Fiona was having none of it. I don't know how she did it, but my mother-in-law, bad shoulder and all, lifted Fiona over the fence! The second fence was barbed wire. My mother-in-law (with gloves, of course) held the fence open so the dogs could go through. We humans had to go over. This one made ME nervous! But we made it OK. Then the walk began. Unfortunately, Harley and my mother-in-law wanted to walk fast. Fiona and I wanted to walk slow (Fiona wanted to sniff everything!). So, I ended up pulling on Fiona's leash ALOT! I felt so sorry for Fiona! But, since I didn't know the way back to the house by myself, I had to make sure we kept up with Harley and my mother-in-law.
After we got past the golf course, we saw this building. The building way in the background is the AOC, where my mother-in-law used to work and where she now goes in periodically for coffee-time socializing.
Later that day, after we found Harley's Halti collar (my mother-in-law can't handle Harley without it), we decided to take the dogs for a walk. Instead of walking by the road, we decided to cut through the New Mexico Tech golf course. First we had to climb over a couple of fences to get there. One brick one on the edge of my in-laws property. Harley scaled the fence no problem. Fiona was having none of it. I don't know how she did it, but my mother-in-law, bad shoulder and all, lifted Fiona over the fence! The second fence was barbed wire. My mother-in-law (with gloves, of course) held the fence open so the dogs could go through. We humans had to go over. This one made ME nervous! But we made it OK. Then the walk began. Unfortunately, Harley and my mother-in-law wanted to walk fast. Fiona and I wanted to walk slow (Fiona wanted to sniff everything!). So, I ended up pulling on Fiona's leash ALOT! I felt so sorry for Fiona! But, since I didn't know the way back to the house by myself, I had to make sure we kept up with Harley and my mother-in-law.
After we got past the golf course, we saw this building. The building way in the background is the AOC, where my mother-in-law used to work and where she now goes in periodically for coffee-time socializing.
After the guys got back from their adventure in the Sevilleta, we decided to upload the pictures Dan took to my mother-in-law's computer and see them. Here are some of the pictures:
The 5-hour tour ended up lasting 6 hours. The tour guides took the group, mostly men, in large SUVs over mostly rocky terrain. They went about 20 miles total, stopping about 20 times to see the sights. The forecast was for sunny weather with temperatures in the low 30s.
The 5-hour tour ended up lasting 6 hours. The tour guides took the group, mostly men, in large SUVs over mostly rocky terrain. They went about 20 miles total, stopping about 20 times to see the sights. The forecast was for sunny weather with temperatures in the low 30s.
This is a solar powered water pump. According to the tour guide, the water rights contract stipulates essentially "use it or lose it." So, whether the Refuge needs to use water or not, it must use it if it wants to retain its water rights.
Black mesa in the background
This is a watering station. There's a camera there to take pictures of the animals that stop to take a drink there. This is how they know what's living there.
Los Piños again.
Gunnison's prairie dog hole. There's apparently a prairie dog reintroduction program going on in the Refuge.
Barrel cactus.
Close-up of a prairie dog hole.
An artificial prairie dog hole made from a drum with pipes. They put the mesh over it until the prairie dogs get acclimated then they let them loose.
This shows the red dirt on this part of the Refuge.
The SUVs that members of the group were traveling in.
My husband is fascinated with rock formations. He wished he could've went on the Geology Photography Tour in the Fall.
In the large hole, there's a nest down below and a beehive up above.
From another angle.
Water from a spring with green algae growing on it. The white that you see on the edge of the dirt are salts that precipitate out of the water.
Crinoid stem fossils.
This is where the group stopped to have lunch. Gorgeous, no?
One pool of water draining into another pool of water.
Windmill. This land used to be a ranch before it became a National Wildlife Refuge. This is an old watering station.
Juniper bush.
Berries from that same juniper bush. Ok, now I can't get the melody of the song Jennifer Juniper out of my head. Sigh!
The terrain is getting bushier. This is a boundary between ecosystems. The bushes are creosote.
The red line on the right of the picture is the road that the group traveled on.
More road on the right. Dan described this part of the trip as "precarious."
The interesting thing here is the cliff overhang.
Yucca.
This is the edge of the Refuge. Back when this was a ranch, the cowboys used to stay in this building when they were too far out to make it back to the ranch by nightfall.
Taken from inside of one of the SUVs. Dan couldn't remember what the shadow was from.
Ahh, relief! After setting out on this adventure 4+ hours ago, this is the first porta-potty seen along the route, signalling that the group is getting closer to where the biologists do their research.
Back on smoother road also.
Chihuahuan Desert Environmental Education Site.
The third thing I wanted to do while I was in Socorro was to see the mineral museum. According to my brother-in-law, it's one of the best in the country. Unfortunately, we found out that it was closed. I guess because it's on the New Mexico Tech campus, it closes when the university closes. Too bad
On the Tuesday before we left, we stuck close to my in-laws house. No new adventures. The adventure would come on Wednesday, the day we left!
The morning was going well as we were getting ready to leave for the airport. We had breakfast. I made sure we weren't forgetting anything. I even had some time to sit and read a magazine for a little while while others were getting ready to go. Then about 10 minutes before we were ready to leave Dan checks the flight schedule and finds out that our flight has been delayed by 45 minutes. Not good, but since we had a 2-hour layover in Minneapolis anyway, it would still be enough time to get to Minneapolis in time to catch our flight to Lansing. So, the jitters I felt as we left were no worse than the normal jitters I feel whenever I'm going to fly on a plane.
Dan rode with his brother. I rode with my in-laws. We said our good-byes at curbside. As we were in line to go through security we saw on the departures board that, indeed, the flight had been delayed 45-minutes.
We got through security with no problem. Didn't even have to go through those controversial body scanners! Then we had to find our gate. Shortly after settling in at the gate, the 45-minute delay turned into a 2-hour delay. The flight originated in Philadelphia and got delayed by the storm there. It landed in Minneapolis, and got delayed there due to weight issues. OK, now what? We had a 2-hour layover in Minneapolis, now we have a 2-hour flight delay from Albuquerque. What happens if we miss our plane in Minneapolis? Almost everyone on our flight had transfers to somewhere. The gate attendant said that if the connecting flight was leaving before 7:30 pm, then they would do their best to make other arrangements since clearly, those people were not going to catch their connecting flight. Our flight to Lansing was supposed to leave at 7:35 pm, so we were told things would be OK. I wasn't so convinced.
So, we wait, and wait. Finally the plane shows up and everyone gets in a group/line to board. Normal boarding procedures were thrown out the window and more efficient ones, considering the circumstances, were implemented. And, then we were on our way. The entire flight was turbulent. One woman passed out. The flight attendant thought that maybe the turbulence was too much for her. She did get checked out on the plane by a doctor and a couple of nurses. She was given oxygen and from what I could overhear, there is a medical station at Minneapolis airport, so she was going to be more thoroughly checked out there. I said a prayer for her.
Our flight landed in Minneapolis with 15 minutes to spare before our flight to Lansing was to depart. Good thing that we didn't check any baggage! Dan picked up my luggage and his and we ran to the tram waiting area. Luckily the tram pulled up just as we got to the waiting area. But, there was some confusion as to whether that tram would take us to the correct section of the airport. So, we briefly got off, but then got back on before the doors closed when a flight attendant who was riding on the tram confirmed that this was the tram we wanted.
When we got off the tram, Dan picked up my bags again and then we ran to the moving sidewalks, walked down the moving sidewalks, then ran again to the escalator that was near our gate. Just as we were getting to the escalator we hear: "Final boarding for flight XXXX." Ugh! So, I shout at the top of my lungs "Wait! Wait!" as we go up the escalator and approach the gate. By the time we reached the gate, I was out of breath, but managed to explain that our flight just got in. The gate attendant scanned our boarding passes (thankfully we printed them out Tuesday afternoon!) and tagged our luggage. She asked if there was anyone behind us, but we didn't know. Turns out there was another couple, quite a bit older than us, running to catch the flight. We made it and thankfully, the older couple made it too!
Now it was time to take a drink of my soda pop, sit back, and relax for the flight home.
On the Tuesday before we left, we stuck close to my in-laws house. No new adventures. The adventure would come on Wednesday, the day we left!
The morning was going well as we were getting ready to leave for the airport. We had breakfast. I made sure we weren't forgetting anything. I even had some time to sit and read a magazine for a little while while others were getting ready to go. Then about 10 minutes before we were ready to leave Dan checks the flight schedule and finds out that our flight has been delayed by 45 minutes. Not good, but since we had a 2-hour layover in Minneapolis anyway, it would still be enough time to get to Minneapolis in time to catch our flight to Lansing. So, the jitters I felt as we left were no worse than the normal jitters I feel whenever I'm going to fly on a plane.
Dan rode with his brother. I rode with my in-laws. We said our good-byes at curbside. As we were in line to go through security we saw on the departures board that, indeed, the flight had been delayed 45-minutes.
We got through security with no problem. Didn't even have to go through those controversial body scanners! Then we had to find our gate. Shortly after settling in at the gate, the 45-minute delay turned into a 2-hour delay. The flight originated in Philadelphia and got delayed by the storm there. It landed in Minneapolis, and got delayed there due to weight issues. OK, now what? We had a 2-hour layover in Minneapolis, now we have a 2-hour flight delay from Albuquerque. What happens if we miss our plane in Minneapolis? Almost everyone on our flight had transfers to somewhere. The gate attendant said that if the connecting flight was leaving before 7:30 pm, then they would do their best to make other arrangements since clearly, those people were not going to catch their connecting flight. Our flight to Lansing was supposed to leave at 7:35 pm, so we were told things would be OK. I wasn't so convinced.
So, we wait, and wait. Finally the plane shows up and everyone gets in a group/line to board. Normal boarding procedures were thrown out the window and more efficient ones, considering the circumstances, were implemented. And, then we were on our way. The entire flight was turbulent. One woman passed out. The flight attendant thought that maybe the turbulence was too much for her. She did get checked out on the plane by a doctor and a couple of nurses. She was given oxygen and from what I could overhear, there is a medical station at Minneapolis airport, so she was going to be more thoroughly checked out there. I said a prayer for her.
Our flight landed in Minneapolis with 15 minutes to spare before our flight to Lansing was to depart. Good thing that we didn't check any baggage! Dan picked up my luggage and his and we ran to the tram waiting area. Luckily the tram pulled up just as we got to the waiting area. But, there was some confusion as to whether that tram would take us to the correct section of the airport. So, we briefly got off, but then got back on before the doors closed when a flight attendant who was riding on the tram confirmed that this was the tram we wanted.
When we got off the tram, Dan picked up my bags again and then we ran to the moving sidewalks, walked down the moving sidewalks, then ran again to the escalator that was near our gate. Just as we were getting to the escalator we hear: "Final boarding for flight XXXX." Ugh! So, I shout at the top of my lungs "Wait! Wait!" as we go up the escalator and approach the gate. By the time we reached the gate, I was out of breath, but managed to explain that our flight just got in. The gate attendant scanned our boarding passes (thankfully we printed them out Tuesday afternoon!) and tagged our luggage. She asked if there was anyone behind us, but we didn't know. Turns out there was another couple, quite a bit older than us, running to catch the flight. We made it and thankfully, the older couple made it too!
Now it was time to take a drink of my soda pop, sit back, and relax for the flight home.
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