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      <title>Catalina: Avalon to Catalina Harbor</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;My face and belly are radiating that kind of inside out warmth that comes from a day of doing all ones favorite things. I don&amp;rsquo;t mean to lead my readers to believe that today was easy.  The children were on again off again unmanageable and Victoria was regularly overwrought by her prognostication that, due to said children, and an unfortunately poor choice of words on my part the night before, she didn&amp;rsquo;t know if &amp;ldquo;this was going to work.&amp;rdquo; (She was of course referring to the Big Trip.) Normally when my family is assaulted by this severe a maelstrom I am emotionally and pragmatically debilitated for the duration. The whole of my attention is consumed trying to determine what &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; am going to do about &lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Catalina: First Impressions</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;When we left off our family had just arrived in Isthmus Harbor (one of the Two Harbors). As soon as the sun set we were treated to the oddly festive spectacle of an entire harbor lit up with Christmas lights. All of the waterfront buildings and many of the boats were sporting multicolored lights. It reminded me (for whatever reason) of Jimmy Buffet&amp;rsquo;s song &amp;ldquo;Christmas in the Caribbean,&amp;rdquo; thereby putting a huge smile on my face. We ate a mediocre yet unbelievably expensive dinner at the only restaurant in Two Harbors—from which I had to hastily extricate my kids when they simultaneously decided to be the loudest kids in the harbor(s). We enjoyed a brief moonlit motor back to the boat and everyone fell asleep quickly.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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