We spent a full day there doing no kinds of nothing
One funny story: there was this odd group of people, who were writers/editors of some sort, and they were sitting all day just to the left of me here in this photo working on one fellow’s novel. He was a oh a mid-late 50s shortish, dumpyish, somewhat potbellied (more than moi certainly) sort of of fellow with spiky white hair. When Daughter wandered over to join me for lunch she said “That guy give me the skeevies. He’s trying to convince those girls that he’s Simon Cowell (editor’s note: Claude looks more like Simon Cowell than this guy did) and he can get them on America Idol. He’s pathetic.”
So that was our entertainment for lunch.
and then we went over to a friend’s house for some yummies
cheese, bacalhau, various types of cured ham, wine…
and finished the evening at 1 or so at a beachside bar.
I could get used to this tropical lifestyle.