Well, not so much the laptop part, but definitely the ice on the knee part. I love to walk. I love to walk in big cities. And all I could do was hobble, wince and complain.
Big kudos and salute to the Jazzman for putting up with my kvetching and constantly amending our schedule to accommodate my bum knee.
(Do I look 60? I'm hoping not. Or I'm hoping that this is what 60 looks like nowadays.)
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