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		<title>Leaving on a Jet Plane</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Jen]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Mar 2010 21:29:34 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Well, I do.]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am not leaving anymore.  I&#8217;ve been back a while now.</p>
<p>But I was in Esbjerg, Denmark recently.  I have the proof in my passport.<br />
<img decoding="async" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4041/4372974418_9af89b7610.jpg" alt="stamp" /></p>
<p>I traveled with my colleague Sian.  She&#8217;s the one who taught me about the waffles.  The ones that you warm on top of your tea&#8230;  Does anyone have any snacks?</p>
<p>And I have photos of Esbjergmin case you don&#8217;t believe me.  But you do because I am pretty honest as a habit.</p>
<p><img decoding="async" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2794/4372966968_9919ac66ee.jpg" alt="esbjerg" /></p>
<p>My hotel room seemed alright to me.  It had a bedroom, office, and living room.<br />
<img decoding="async" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4072/4372945844_2887d82c40.jpg" alt="room" /></p>
<p>There was also a lounge.</p>
<p><img decoding="async" class="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4027/4372199571_663d3bba9f.jpg" alt="lounge" /></p>
<p>If only you could see my green tights in the bathroom mirror&#8230;  &#8220;I can hear you, love!&#8221;</p>
<p><img decoding="async" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4011/4372195937_8024b109d4.jpg" alt="bathroom" /></p>
<p>I flooded the bathroom floor taking a shower without a curtain or divider of any kind.  If you know, would you tell me how this works?!<br />
<img decoding="async" class="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2735/4372949106_39d393bfdc.jpg" alt="shower" /></p>
<p>I have been assured, though, that it wasn&#8217;t suite as business friendly as most&#8230;  I&#8217;ll let you know when I have something to compare it to.</p>
<p>And what is this?</p>
<p><img decoding="async" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2678/4372954590_4315321056.jpg" alt="slut spurt" /></p>
<p>And what is this?</p>
<p><img decoding="async" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4017/4372204969_1f56b958ce.jpg" alt="ifart" /></p>
<p>On our last night we had a nice dinner to make up for the fact that we skipped lunch.<br />
<img decoding="async" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4025/4372962258_76e2e5b85f.jpg" alt="Mastro Landro" /></p>
<p>Maybe those are curly fries in the background &#8211; and maybe they are carrot sticks.  I really can&#8217;t say.  What happens in Esbjerg&#8230;<br />
<img decoding="async" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2795/4372960318_ed4ae2e7c0.jpg" alt="pasta salad" /></p>
<p>It was such a small place that when we left, we received handwritten boarding passes.<br />
<img decoding="async" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4014/4372976876_7815809434.jpg" alt="boarding pass" /></p>
<p>And then we had to put on these suits.<br />
<img decoding="async" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2772/4372969342_194f729ebc.jpg" alt="suits" /></p>
<p>And board a helicopter.<br />
<img decoding="async" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4034/4372220481_2a82ab913f.jpg" alt="helicopter" /></p>
<p>Ok.  Maybe that last part stretches the truth a bit.  But there were people in suits getting on helicopters headed, we think, to the oil rigs just off shore.  I wonder if they got KitKats on their flights.</p>
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