Moving Day

Not for me, but for my friend Aleithia and her flatmate.  They were moving about about 10 blocks, and had three people to help--but no cars.  We made two trips up and down King Street, as well as up and down two flights on either end at the flats, with boxes and suitcases.  I am banged up and my muscles are stretched nearly to breaking, but I've moved enough in my lifetime that I know how impossible it would be without friends to help out-- so I repay my friends for helping me by helping others. 

The intrepid movers.