June 13, 2007 | Comments (0)
Drowsy Dawn
We proceeded from the school section of the building into the aging inn section. The rooms in the inn were tiny.
Mike commented that walking around the place was like being in a dream...where one second you're at home or in a hotel and the next you're at school and you don't know how you got there. I couldn't have summed up being there any better. It was a bizarre combination of buildings to have connected to each other, and you would find yourself walking out of one and into the other with no warning.
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