The View From My Room

It's been many, many years since I've attended a convention for school. Last time, I shared a glorified closet with a friend in Pawling, New York at a Y retreat.

This time, I hit pay dirt:

So, that's a mini bar, eh?

Fun and luxury, all at one time-and I didn't have to pay for it? Sweet!


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