In the end, I made it up and I made it down. I never did see the brown tooth guy again- Last I saw him was on the second level and he was talking to himself, I think kind of wondering what was going on and why he was up there-
Carol was waiting for me when I got down and she was happy to have her husband back- I had told her where the rest of the train tickets were and what time our flight left on July 3 just in case--
A nice guy from Australia took this shot of us a little while after I had come down :)
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