Anniversary dinner. Fab. H, Stef and me under the heatlamps on the terrace. Two ducks arrived at the fountain beside us with the bread.
Dal Toro was very tasty. I had a seafood infused spaghetti. Stef and Helaine had ravioli. The ducks had bread.
The girls have gone their own way. I wanted to play in the 7pm poker tournament. That meant walking across this giant complex.
I like people watching. This is a good place for it. Maybe the best place for it.
My guess is many people are down here after taking selfies .
I am typing this as I play. The tournament isn’t quite fifteen minutes old. Very early. The winner won’t be known until well past midnight.
Poker is not a hobby for early risers.