This morning, as I circled Central Park on my bike in the 45-degree weather--my extremities numbing and my nose running--I warmed myself with thoughts of tranquil breezes, swaying palm trees, and the sun casting its hot rays down on my face. The high today in Charleston is going to be 80. I'd say that's worth a 15-hour drive any day.
Too bad I have to get through this work week (my last 3 days!) first.
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