As Uma and I are preparing to pull away from the Holiday Inn, this crazy, screaming mop of black curls comes running our way. J. Ben was coming fast & furious to say his goodbyes before we shoved off. Having just driven into the parking lot himself, our clean water crusader didn't have time to grab his keys and still catch Uma & I. So, as any dedicated, safety-conscious friend would do, Ben locked his car (with the keys securely inside).
After some creative maneuvering through the sunroof with a coat hanger - remember, Ben does have a mechanical engineering degree - we were able to pull the keys to safety without a fumble. Ben's reaction, "I can't wait to tell my friends in Bolivia about this... they're gonna be like, 'why did you lock your car'?"
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