Absolute fucking nightmare. Christopher tested positive at Heathrow this morning. We knew it was possible. But the colossal stress of waking early, dragging heavy ass bags on uneven pavement through city streets to the London Underground, coupled with the weight of BAD ANTICIPATION was just too much. "It's like waiting for your execution," I told …
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Q: Hi Jennifer. My grandma died last year. We miss her a lot! My mom says she sometimes catches flashes of her, which I believe, but why can no one else see her? Sometimes I think I sense her, but I'm really not sure. When you experience a 'ghost' how can you tell it's not your imagination? --Emily; New Braunfels. Great question. …
This is so depressing. Where: La Madeline, Houston, Texas. When: 10:22 a.m. Drink: Bold French Roast, half & half, 2 packets raw sugar I'm so in denial. Packing up to drive home this morning, I couldn't bare the thought of it being over. IT being our trip to Liverpool. Six glorious sparkling champagne-colored Beatle-filled days. …
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Where: Baltic Creative, Unit 51 When: 9:18 a.m. Drink: Cafe Mocha What a weird morning. This cafe came recommended but we had to walk through a long, desolate, industrial artspace to find it. The walk felt like something out of A Wrinkle in Time, void of humans in eerie morning light. Just us, rows and …
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Hey. This is Day 3. Don't start here. Go to day 1. 🙂 ****** Where: Kings Mill Dock Flats, Liverpool When: 8:38 a.m. Drink: Organic green tea (with honey). Really, I should be asleep. I sound like a toad with a trach. Not sure why. I mean we did shut down The Cavern 6 hours ago. …
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Hardcore Beatlelove. Day TWO. ****** Where: The Cavern Pub When: 6:56 p.m. Drink: Heineken Finally here! Arrived by train to a rainy, temperate Liverpool. By temperate I mean 50 degrees Fahrenheit. Someone please remind me not to wear bell bottoms in inclement weather. By the time we walked to our flat, I'd soaked water up to …
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My bestie and I travelled 4,739 miles from Texas to Liverpool to celebrate birthdays, friendship, and a mutual lifelong love of the best band in the history of the universe ever. (Ever ). We regressed to silly, giggling, (occasionally) weeping teenagers in that cold, rainy, pulsing city and it was AWESOME. For 6 days I …
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Jennifer Kabay 