GrandStay Residential Suites Hotel Oxnard
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- Swimming pool
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Fitness/Health center
- Free parking
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I had Monday and Tuesday as days off with the plan to travel to Chatsworth ( on the Ventura train line ) to lodge my application for replacement greencard. ( I lived in the US as an immigrant from the UK when I was three. My greencard number is still in the system and I have been allowed to return but need to reapply for a new card. ) So I set off on my bike again heading for the Acton metro. It was cold and still dark. ...
... officer hadn't disobeyed orders and got to Little Round Top with less than fifteen minutes to spare. The worst? Late on the second Saturday when I was fighting my way across Nebraska, feeling lonely, disorientated and exhausted. Followed by the New Jersey Turnpike on the first day; the weather murky, not being able to find my way and probably a little jet-lagged as the 18 wheelers hurtled past, aggressive, bullying ...