First the country, then the world. Except we only have two and half weeks. And we're camping. And we've got a lot left to see. And . . . well just read.

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

It’s a Small World, After All

Headed south from Fabulous Flagstaff, we found our way to a semi-remote campsite in one of the many campgrounds on the steep and scenic road from Flagstaff to Sedona. Our neighbor was showing Scott the short cut to the vault toilet.

Scott: Where are you from?
Neighbor: Prescott Valley
S: Where’s that?
N: Well…. It’s near Jerome…Where are you from?
S: Connecticut.
N: Really? I grew up in Connecticut.
S: You’re kidding! Where about?
N: West Hartford.
S: You’re kidding! What high school did you graduate from?
N: Conard.
S: You’re kidding! What year?

Turns out she graduated a year before he started. And to top it off she’s a guidance counselor at a high school in the area. Now, how can we expense this?

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