Well my road trip to Tennessee is off to an auspicious start. I was running down a flight of stairs to stop my cab from leaving and the next thing I knew my suitcase was flying through the air and my ankle made a scary pop, and the next thing I knew I was on my belly with pain shooting through my ankle. The cab driver was laughing until he realized I was actually injured, at which point a neighbor came over to help. My friend heard me yell when I fell and quickly sent the cab away and brought me inside to ice my ankle. Fortunately I didn’t end hpcin the ER, but my week of hiking and camping is going to be very different than I envisioned. Sigh, it was such an absurd slapstick spectacle

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