This latest post is around 1,000 years late because did you know MacBook trackpads can malfunction? I sure didn't. Now I know.
Fixing my spazzed out laptop involved finding an authorized Mac repair shop, dragging myself over there, and saying farewell to the darn thing for two weeks. I'll never take it for granted again. Probably.
This mishap was one in a series of mishaps because that's just what happens when you travel. I've been to three different countries in the last two weeks. If something didn't go wrong, I'd be amazed.
So let's get rolling! This post will be longer than usual, so grab a snack and try not to hate me as I attempt to recount the last 14ish days.
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