So we all got on the train and had a pretty good time of it. Jean made lots of friends in the dining car. She sure was independent, even in situations like the one pictured here, where she poses as a pro wrestler, trying to open a cookie wrapper that must have been designed by someone working for Homeland Security. Actually, I had to intervene, and was able to open it after only eight or ten tries. I ended up nearly pulling a few teeth out on the wrapper, before realizing I could insert a fork and rip it open just so.
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