It’s Not the Class, but the Friends

It has become apparent to me that the only reason I teach Mah Jongg classes out of town is to get to visit friends I have made through Mah Jongg. Last week I taught two classes in places I don’t have friends and so I stayed at hotels. It was miserable.

This week I’m teaching at the beach and in New Bern. It’s not ideal as my New Bern class is in the evening so I drive back and forth getting back to the beach at 9:30 at night. The saving grace is I am staying with the darling Jill Gammon and she invited Martha Crampton and Bit Hardy to stay and go to class with her.

I have had more fun with these ladies in the little bit of off time I have between the morning class and the time I have to leave to go to New Bern. The bad part is when I get in late at night we stay up talking and don’t want to go to bed.

Tonight Jill had dinner for me when I got back of the most delicious Salad Nicoise I have ever eaten, including ones in France. The four of us could easily solve all the problems in the world, if only people listened to us.

I know it’s a lot to have me come stay, but it is so much fun for me. I hope it is at least half as fun for them. Class is great, but I love the visiting so much more. Now if only my extroversion would turn off so I could go to sleep. We all stay up too late and I have to get up early to go teach first thing in the morning.