Sep 05, 2014 14:13
Last meal in St. Joe was a yummy gyro at Shuk's place. We would never have lasted as long in St. Joe as we did had he not been in business.
40 or so more minutes before we load the car. Two big duffle bags, the CPAP, and my backpack. Almonds and dates and raisins to eat on the plane. Kevin rented a car to take me to the airport. Despite several offers of rides, this is the best arrangement.
The phone rang and a guy wants to hire a cook for a frat house at UW, and he likes my resume -- but wants to pay $13 or $14 an hour. Um, no.
moving day,
moving