It's 11.00 pm. I'm sitting on a high stool in the lobby of the Marriott accessing wireless internet on my lap top and I can't help but feel a sense of unreality. This time last week I had just arrived home from Waverley. (Thanks Jo)
Abba is playing very loudly in the background to a very noisy wedding crowd who have imbibed a little too much. 3 young men have snuck into the computer room in front of me and seem to be looking at something illegal....
An Indian wedding has just finished and sari clad patrons have just left. There have been 3 delightful African American elderly citizens all dressed in white waiting here since 7.00 pm.... perhaps they have been overlooked...
Kathy and I have just returned from the Mall of America where we had dinner in a jungle cafe, with the sounds of elephants and irate monkeys resounding in our ears... every now and then a volcano explodes and drowns the entire cafe in light and noise....
We attended a lecture this morning at the Quilt Show and then packed and left in heavy fog and temperatures around 6 deg... It was freezing... all we wanted was a hot drink or soup....Some 50 miles down the road the temperature had risen to 70 and at our important stop at the outlet mall it was in the 80's so we ate icecream. Suddenly a siren began to wail... and the shop assistants ushered the patrons to the door. Loud speakers informed us of an impending tornado....We were all to assemble in a cement encased lobby/loo... The tornado was just several kms from us (in fact just where we had driven) I believe the funnel had touched down.... How exciting!!!!!
Just a short distance up the road we came to a halt.... there had been an accident and the road was closed... we inched for an hour or more and we were eventually diverted around the accident....
Well the party is getting rough out here... I've had enough excitement for the day.... Kathy and I have also been disagreeing about driving so it's time to call it a day...She also thinks my green shoes are yellow and I won't have it... so all those folk in Waverley who saw them will be called as witnesses for the prosecution....
"Everyone has a photographic memory. Some don't have film."
