We made it back with no troubles. The US allowed us back in, with my cheese sandwich. Yes, I have become an international smuggler of illicit food products! I have the beginnings for the true storey Oceans 13! Yes, the intrigue, the adventure, the running from the law, living on the lamb, living life in fear, always on the move...well, almost. The sandwich never made it to the US. I got hungry while waiting for the plane in Toronto.
Haven’t done that much here in LR, Ark. We went to the Market Town, and drank some beers. Then we met up with Drew Baby and went and had some more beers. Then we went to his sweetie's house, and had some beers, and then we went to sleep, and dreamt about beers. Not a bad day all in all. Next was Hot Springs, where we went to another tower. We were 1200ft in the air, another huge tower, well, sort of. That's 1200ft above sea level, and it's way up on a hill. Still, it was a tower, and we had to go.

Hot Springs was all right, it was a playground to the likes of Al Capone, so I felt right at home after I joined his ranks with the sandwich adventure. We didn't manage to hit the baths or do any illegal gambling. We did manage to eat some swell biscuits and gravy, and have some good beers...hmmm, good beers...
...fuego