Everything that is solid melts into air - Karl Marx
Saturday, December 04, 2004
Ivan's Wake
Today was the return trip to Atlanta. On the way back to the airport, I shot some pictures of the damage, visible everywhere, done by Ivan. The flight back to Atlanta was uneventful. I didn't even notice Cuba this time as we flew back over the island. After we landed, I picked up a salad at Eatzi's and found the house unmolested during my absence.
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