The mad dash back to Indiana was an almost unmitigated disaster - more on that later - but there were some nice moments. Maybe the best one was, after my family (as is their wont) fell apart spectacularly in one day, I spent the night at my nephew Garrett's apartment in Cincinnati. He's a great guy and I wish I had more opportunities to hang out with him. I remember when he and Lisa visited me in Abu Dhabi and we went out to the desert at Liwa. She couldn't believe that I rallied him at 3:30 in the morning the head out into the sand dunes to watch the sun come up. I mean, I'm his uncle, of course he'd get up that early.
We went out to Zip's for a burger. That place was ancient when I used to go there in graduate school back in the 80s. Thanks, Garrett, for making up for a generally dreary visit.
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