Henry had no objection to having a bath in the kitchen sink, so we went for it.
Nick went back to Chicago. He had a significant carry-on bag, his laptop/backpack, and two big checked bags (all signs that people were very generous at Christmas). He was going to take a shuttle home, but for some reason that didn't work out, so he loaded all that stuff on the train and took that home. And if you didn't think that was ridiculous enough, it was freezing and he had Caesar with him.
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