World Cup - Cricket

No storm tonight, first night without a storm in 4 days. The conference is over. I took a walk today. I finally had a chance to get a lay of the land. I’m down the road from the busy beach; the honky-tonk, the promenade, the surfers, and the stalls of junk, and you know I didn’t see any muggings, no mayhem - I lived.

It was a good walk; I watched the surfers; that was the first time that I had ever seen real surfing. I had seen surfing on the Outer Banks in North Carolina, but never with the real waves; the waves that rode the surfer 50 yards. I watched them crowd into the sweet spot next to the pier. A few didn’t brother to swim; they just jumped in with there board from the pier.

After I got back I made soup, I wasn’t up to the restaurant or room service. When I travel I rarely eat in restaurants; it’s depressing to eat alone in public. I always fine a super market of some sort and stock up with some fruit and dry soup, anything that I can prepare in the room. Fortunately, I’m not very discriminating. After the soup I had a cognac and waited for the storm on the balcony, it never came, I decided to go for a bottle of wine, to venture I into the dead of the night – I think it was six blocks and seven-thirty, not exactly the witching hour.

After I bough the wine I stopped for a drink at the Portuguese restaurant/bar in the little strip mall. It was Friday night, crowded with the World Cup – Cricket on the TV.