Then we walked over to the Excelsior, hung out at their pool and took their private boat back to Venice. Finally found a MacDonalds, but didn't eat there. Instead Juey, Mom and I joined Grace for her farewell dinner. And, as it turned out, the entire rest of the chorus (or so it seemed) came to the same restaurant.
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