Saturday, June 23, 2007

The guessing game continues

There comes a time in every one's life when you have to go to the dentist. Such a fate has befallen me. As I type I am praying that my freezing doesn't come out leaving me a bawling baby. Fears are strange things and most have nothing to do with reality. My dentist is a kind man who has the heath of my mouth uppermost in his mind. I know that he is not sadistic. I know this. And yet I fear him.
Background: I am traveling outside North America (for the first time). Where am I going? Through a series of clues I am hoping that you can guess.
So thinking of freezing. This weekends clue has to do with cold.
Clue: Pack a sweater.


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