on our way home we stayed with marco in des moines, ia. he took us to this quaint little chinese restaurant where the food is cheap and the guy behind him calls you "buddy." hilarious. the fortunes left something to be desired but who can complain when you're surrounded by pink? we all took a pretty good liking to mark's grandpa, too, who wore a little blue hat, loved coconut macaroons, and slipped us twenty five bucks for breakfast.
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