The following day Sally went on an all-day tour to see the fall leaves. I’d considered joining her, but as much as I would have loved to have properly seen the New England leaves for the first time, my lack of love for bus tours won out. Lucky for me, it turned out to be a hashing day. The run start was in the northern part of the city, so I took a long leisurely two-hour walk to get there.
...a back-seat driver...
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