Enroute from Paris to Houston. Am in Newark. Whew. Long flights. Ok, so my teeth were fuzzy and I forgot to brush them on the last plane when I had the toothbrush kit thingie, and so I went in search of one. I found one of those little jobbers where the tooth brush is in two parts, and the brush end fits into what we shall call a “handle”. So I go to the bathroom and put it together, and 15 seconds later the freakin’ thing comes in two (cuz it is in two parts, don’t ya know) and the brush falls on the floor. Ah, the Zen of travel.
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