The morning comes, I go down the hall to shower. When I come back, Bill is up dressed attempting to pack his bag that with his tee shirts, small bottles of Booze, and souvenirs, he is getting a valuable lesson in what you pick up along the way, you have to pack and take home. The first thing Bill says to me as he sees me is "I want to thank you for going back to the Stones for one last view, i feel good I saw them again." I am happy for Bill and at one point did not know if I would have to put him in a Stone Rehab when we got back to the states but he has rebounded nicely and off we go to breakfast and catch the Ferry...
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