.... far, far away.
But, after 7 miles of hiking and nearly 4000 ft of climbing, they realized both water and time were running short, so they should get back to their kid.
No Slurpee ever tasted so good.
P.S. Contrary to what some of you will read in the Rosemary Neaderhiser Christmas Letter, Mom and Dad asking how Eladia was doing on the only phone call home, which they made 3 days into their trip (to confirm they did not die on the mountain), does not constitute "not trusting Grandma and having to check up on her constantly."
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