|Amanda enjoys the "cuteness" of the new hotel.|
Each time Amanda visited me, she'd try to figure out when she'd likely be able to meet me next, and I'd try my darnedest to make enough blog entries to cover through her next visit. And if I could get an extra week in just to be on the safe side, even better. At this point, I was typing up the adventures from back when I was deep in the High Sierras, and there was a lot to type. Unlike this day of the trail when I had very little to type up. It took me a full eight hours of typing, uploading photos, and such to write up a week's worth of trail adventures. (Which, of course, would be posted over the course of two weeks since each day on the trail is posted every other day on the blog.)
This day, I got my blog entries padded through September 2nd, The Most Dangerous Day of the Trail.
|I wait for our order at the Polka Dot.|
And after typing up the last of the blog entries I needed to type up, that left a few hours for me to surf the web and do something more enjoyable--such as catching up with the Lost episodes I'd missed. At long last, I could finally watch the series finale of Lost! As I expected, they answered nothing about the island. I didn't think they could. By the end of season one, I was onto those writers. I knew they didn't know what they were doing. I knew they wouldn't be able to tie up all of the loose strings. I somehow felt validated that my hunch was correct. =) Despite the lack of answers, however, I still enjoyed it. If I actually expected answers, I think I would have been considerably more annoyed at the ending.
And then, I went to sleep for the night. It was a pretty boring day, all things considered. =)