October 31, 2017:
No memory, no memory, no memory, none.
"Argos: Hotel Apollon; Jeremy is with us; couldn't find the necropolis; great old crone at the family hotel."
I know what Argos is, I know who Jeremy is. I have no idea who the old crone may have been, or why the necropolis is important, or what the Hotel Apollon has to do with anything.
I do know I was here, specifically on Sunday December 16, 1979, seemingly with a larger bunch than just the two schoolchums I traveled with on that leg of the trip.
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