Separate Adventures - Day 16

 My mom and Pedro keep joking that they will smuggle me into Scotland. (And if they're successful, this blog is just a hypothetical joke) They sent me a picture of a large plywood crate. 

P: Give her a few oxygen tanks and some food. She'll be all good.

Let's not. My visa is sitting at day 14. The longer I wait, the closer I am right?


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