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6:23 a.m.
My travel day kept me awake for the better part of 26 hours straight, which had not been an intentionally achieved feat since the Great Final Exam Endurance of 1996. Even newborns grudgingly award you with a couple hours of sleep here and there. Once I finally crumbled, decidedly without grace, in a lumpy heap, I inexplicably woke up four fitful hours later. After a strong cup of Kona, I tip-toed out of the house, down the stone path, through the heavenly fragrant mango grove, and arrived here.
I'm just catching up with the past 2 days posts, and this is my first one to read. I would say this is worth being awake for, and I'm drooling over the Kona. Stunning!
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