Now that I think on it,

I might not publish the entries I wrote on the bus ride. The first was about how I found Aldous Huxley's picture on the back cover of Brave New World oddly attractive. The second was a long narrative about my friendship with Camilla. While these were fun to write, they were caffeine-fueled tangents that had little to do with my trip.

Well, my friendship with Camilla has everything to do with it, and I'll write all about her in the next post. But the article felt too personal. I want to selfishly keep my reflections to myself. This blog is not meant to be a diary.

Tomorrow I will post about the shuttle ride and the many events of tonight. But for now, I'm way too tired. These Mormon girls throw one hell of a bachelorette party.

XOXO

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