In between, we had lunch at Jim and Kristin's favourite Chinese restaurant, Zen. We made the mistake of claiming to be very hungry, which meant that nobody finished except Jim and there were doggy bags to take home.
There was still daylight left, and the short ride to Zen and Trader Joe's had not brought me anywhere near my RDA of scootering, so Jim sent us on a mystery tour through sixty miles of town and country, with a freeway blast at the end. On our return I got under some cats and ate my leftover noodles while we all watched Escape from Alcatraz.
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