I'm poolside at a luxury hotel, martini, watching Tiger Woods at the PGA Championship on Hulu. Only one thing would make it better: to have Pat poolside with me.
My significant other will not come to the pool. Won't spend time outside in the cool of the evening. Mosquitoes. Or other bugs. I didn't notice a single bug last night.
It's 87° -- and with the humidity -- feels like 93°.
It will cool off the next few days; in fact, it gets very cool tomorrow, and then get very warm again. It will cool off significantly tonight.
But, back to the pool.
It always amazes me but the pool is frequently empty. Just now, three attractive 16-year-old women have gotten into the pool. Don't see this often. Not complaining.
A 30-something woman just showed up.
Last night I was out at the pool until around 10:00 p.m. A gorgeous evening. If I had all the money in the world, I would finance a 5-star restaurant poolside. Six tables. Free for those with deluxe rooms and reservations required, of course.
I would also have the largest apartment available overlooking the pool. Some of the units are very, very large with a very long balcony. If we're still here several years from now, I may just do that.
Impossible to articulate how beautiful the evening was last night.
Book: The Shores of Bohemia: A Cape Cod Story, 1910 - 1960, John Taylor Williams, c. 2022. Another book my significant other won't read. I don't know if Pat would read it but she would enjoy hearing about it.
Another young 20-something just arrived. She was here yesterday. Hard to believe they are unaccompanied.
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