i cant say for certain that a week would be enough for you to see everything you want to see; to experience everything you might want to experience, and indulge in everything you might want and need…. but it felt like everyone was there with me.
For a majority of my weekends, I’ve become desensitized to oppressive brake lights, of which there are a multitude to choose from, all coming to the same conclusion: you’re in line. This is what I hate about driving; for the moment you’re in a car, your sole purpose is diminished to Simply Getting There.
