Posted September 10, 2009
Our plane flew into Zacatecas in the midst of rainfall. The airport had one runway surrounded by red unpaved dirt, the smallest baggage claim I’d ever seen, and the most charming people I’d ever met. ...
Matt Potter 2:30 p.m., May 25
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Ian Anderson 1 p.m., May 25
Daniel Powell 12:42 p.m., May 25
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Robert Bush 9 a.m., May 25
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