<div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Off to Africa</strong></span></span></div><br/><div class="floatleft"><div align="center">(http://www.mediafire.com/convkey/132c/qanv0vlare944wbzg.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Jaclyn Rosendahl</strong></span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Entrepreneur<br/><em>About Jaclyn</em> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=289408.msg14241614#msg14241614)<br/>‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾</span></span></div></div><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… carrying my remaining Orangina, I approach the black car and inquire ...…</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">“Please, may we see the luggage so we know we haven’t omitted something?”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… she gets out and opens the back … I count my bags and do a quick calculation … then get inside and we’re soon on our way off Manhattan … under the East River and into sunshine again on Long Island … through gobs of ugly traffic … and eventually JFK Terminal 4 … we pass through security with our carry ons … TSA doesn’t harass me … turn and wait for Peter to pass through the X-Ray…</em></span></span><br/>