5 September 2005 (yesterday) (tomorrow)
The breakdown lasted from sunup to sundown. Tempers flared, whippets were passed around mid-afternoon, which is the one thing I will not touch. Portland left early.
We finally drove home, burying our faces in Indian tacos along the way. Vinca, Kevin, Murph and I had a nice chat during the three-hour drive. When we got to Reno and unloaded everything into the storage space at midnight I somehow lost track of my suitcase.