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                          At the roadways of madness

The sucking vortex of non-Euclidean roadways known as Orlando [1] began it's
influence of madness over us hours before we left. We were planning on how
best to get back to the Turnpike [2] from the hotel [3] when Bunny and I
started arguing yet again [4]. She wanted to follow the torturous path we
took to get here, which involved an intricate series of turns and switchbacks
while carefully aligning ourselves within certain lanes at certain times. I
wanted to follow yet another intricate path of a torturous series of turns
and switchbacks while carefully aligning outselves within certain times at
certain lanes. Either route lead to madness.

Also at stake was who would be the unfortunate driver to brave the maelstrom
of roads until the relative safety of the Turnpike. I don't recall who drove.
All I know is we barely made it out alive.

Unrelated, I wish to leave you with a mental image of the most surreal
observation I saw on the way out of the hotel: a Little Person and their dog
riding a Segway [5] down the hall.

[1] gopher://gopher.conman.org/0Phlog:2018/07/05.1
[2] https://turnpikeinfo.com/
[3] https://www.hyatt.com/en-US/hotel/florida/hyatt-regency-orlando/mcoro
[4] gopher://gopher.conman.org/0Phlog:2010/06/25.1
[5] http://www.segway.com/

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