Out of bed at 8am, skipped breakfast at the Bush, had coffee with Jamshed though — talked more about a freighter trip in the winter. Someplace warm.
Was on the road a little before 9am, and back to the house at 1:30 which isn’t too bad. Gives a little (too little) time to get the place ready for a 3pm cocktail party with Jeff and Mindy, and a 6pm dinner with Mindy, Anne, and Tim.
Steaks, fresh tomatoes, salad (thanks Anne), and wine (will be nice to have it openly with dinner after Breitenbush and their policies.
The report on yesterday — the last full day at camp:
Crowds assembled at G-1. Crowds got loud at G-1. Jamshed arrived back from Sufi Camp so I left to check in with him. Crowds broke chair and martini glass (JaySun’s, not mine). Crowds departed. Guess moving to G-1 didn’t help that much.
Passed on the talent/no-talent show. Could hear the crowds so it sounded good. Just didn’t feel like bundling up in a blanket (and chair) on the lawn since all I’d brought for clothes was shorts, t-shirts, and flip-flops — WHAT was I thinking! Hanging out in the cabin having a quiet glass of scotch curled up under blankets with the New Yorker was just fine with me.
Early to bed, early to rise.
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