I told Frenchie, "Come to think of it, I have not seen one Cemetary I have been here." I kept making jokes while we were there to get through it... I started singing ♬ them bones ♬, them bones, them dry bones. I told Frenchie that some of them resembled some of my relatives. Haha, it was really freaky down there. The 2nd picture is of our room at the Hotel. That is considered a BIG room, the bed where I sit and blog every night.
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