I flew to the East Coast for a little early for Thanksgiving. Anne got me from the airport.
She was going to Georgia this weekend to observe a protest for a paper she is writing. I went along. So I flew across the country and then the next day rode in a car for ten hours.
We gave these two hippies from a local commune a ride because they wanted to go and they didn't have a car.
The first night had programs and workshops. Tomorrow lots of these people might get arrested on purpose.