11.17
Hotel Modest & Acceptable, Somewhere Near Nowhere In The Vastnesses of Willow Grove, Pennsylvania.
The adjoining room, within the
party zone, woke up & came to immediate life at 08.12. This was a message
to me that it was also Happy Gigster rising time.
The breakfast trough was about as troughing as I have ever experienced I…
… this, a solitary reading Englishman within the very young persons’ section. More out-of-place than usual, which is mostly, Bach & Hayden & Mozart acted to equilibrate the air, aided by Noise Cancellators set to savage.
Returning to practising & developing developing variations…
13.33 A call from the Minx – yippee!
The party-zone family-participants have checked out. The corridor is much quieter. The view is much the same…
… with less cars…
Practising continues.
18.07 A descending elevator-ride with the maintenance man. His demeanour was somewhat-below-exuberant & I enquired as to his response to the partying. Mr .Maintenance was not amused: someone had defecated in the swimming pool & he had been sanitising the entire pool.
Now back from a walk down the hill, in light rain, beginning to the left down-the-hill, a mile in the wrong direction; then to the right & left in the right direction, to Carrabba’s Italian Restaurant. Their seafood plate was quite warm, with the fish part quite hot. The young waiter enquired how was the meal?
RF: The meal was not hot, other than the fish.
YW: At least the fish was hot.
23.08 An evening computing. Enough.