This one is much shorter.
After a few days of getting lost and kicking it with Samuel L Jackson, it was time to venture forth and seek out my destiny in a new locale.
Awesomely, said locale was inhabited by Happy Albert Einstein!
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Oh, the laughs we had!
Einstein seemed to be living in the middle of some strange breed of constant party, which was a little odd for me, but the joys of seeing my dear friend pretty much trumped all.
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Sort of like this.
Unfortunately, I didn't very many pictures during this arc of my trip, but I did watch Wet Hot American Summer at 7 AM!
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See this photographic evidence? I don't even know why I was awake that early.
So Einstein and I had much bonding and fellowship and all that, then I sadly had to depart and spend more time with Samuel L Jackson before I ventured homeward. I got some food upon my return to the city, and found this charming hand-crafted sign.
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Then I was reunited with my original host. We did some laundry and watched all kinds of Pokemon, took naps, and basically lazied about until it was time for me to leave.
Unfortunately, leaving was not as easy as one might think. First, I somehow managed to take a wrong turn and walk 6 blocks in the rain before I realized that I should've been at Union Station a pretty long while ago. Fortunately, I had prepared for this and got to the station with time to spare.
This was a very wise call on my part because I was at the wrong station and needed the extra time to call Darcy and interrogate cops and cabbies for directions.
Again, luck was on my side and the correct station wasn't far, but I still had to find it in under 20 minutes. Somehow (probably because the cop I asked kept chasing after me and shouting helpful things like, "JUST STAY ON THIS ROAD, STAY TO THE LEFT. NO, THE ACTUAL LEFT.") I managed to reach my destination just in the nick of time, and the bus was boarded without further incident.
Other buses, however, were a little less accommodating. After a two hour delay in an alarmingly crowded station, I was almost not allowed on the next bus I had to board due to an excess of army folk. Had there not been some guy with an oxygen tank and his six kids getting kicked off, I would've had another 6-ish hour wait.
Don't worry about the guy, they just wanted him to go to the hospital and get a full oxygen tank so he wouldn't asphyxiate halfway through the ride.
Anyway, we reached Wilmington, NC, at Nothing Is Open o'clock, and had the luxury of waiting around until Okay You Can Shop Now:30, so I took a free trolley into town.
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In retrospect, I really should've waited until it was stopped before taking a picture, but I was pretty tired.
Here is me near some river or something.
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Then I found art!
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Personally, I found it very moving.
Then there was this cool thing:
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After a nice three hour tour of this rather quaint place, it was bus time again, so I trolley'd my way back.
To wrap up this tale of adventure, here is a picture of me in a bus.
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Wooo, done! That certainly took a while, sheesh. I hope you lot enjoyed my magical tales of adventure. I have plans to launch a line of merchandise, like action figures and pens. People love pens, right?
Completely unrelated note: I'm in a play! Yaaaay! Is The Art of Murder, and I won the audition game. Very, very excited.