Last weekend I went to my cousin Zachary's wedding. I flew out on Thursday around 6:30 pm, yet the seats in my half-puddlejumper were still full. Fortunately it was a direct flight to Baltimore. I got in and met up with Aunt Trish and Uncle Walt around 10, was in Havre de Grace by 11:30, and in bed by 12:30
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