One week and one day. I am still readjusting. Zane transformed while I was away. Beautifully. Saturday night, under one of those amazing Utah skies, I waited with Jen for Ani to come on stage. Then she did (after a guy from Wales whose name I am at present too lazy to look up); she was lovely and inspiring, as expected. We waited for an hour in the sun, but with Jen, all is enjoyable.
Z & G went fishing that day and we had trout for breakfast Sunday.
This morning I am sitting in the Coffee Garden. I had a brief conversation with Mr. Brill, whom I only see on the occasion that I find myself in this place. He is, as ever, very entertaining. He reminded me of my 16-year-old self, the one he knew way back when in the 80's. According to Brill, I was hyper-aggressive and amusing.
Here I like the the classical music and the free wi-fi. And the people watching, kinda. I miss hearing Czech in the background and the ease with which it allows me to tune out conversations I have no business overhearing.
1 comment:
What a handsome guy! And my opinion is not biased by my relationship to him.
Love your photos of the Czech Republic.
Glad you're home.
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