After several hours we decided it was time to fly and went to fortify ourselves with coffee in the Atrium, which was a pretty amazing place with a massive wooden globe of uncertain purpose towering over an open courtyard whose black tiles reflected the skylights above.
Then we walked home carrying Eloise most of the way.
And a good time was had by all, etc.
Jul 2, 2008
The Atrium
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