Breaking all the Rules at Lyford

Back at Lyford Cay for a special Under 40 Mah Jongg class tomorrow and Mah Jongg week, next week. Ruth E. takes excellent care of me here. Picking me up from the airport, but with a twist. Her daughter and son-in-law are having the under 40 golf tournament so they have young guests staying with them.

Ruth E. told me about one cute couple who were also on my flights so she was going to give them a ride from the airport with me. Turned out we sat together on the first flight, but not the second one. So we were separated when it came to immigration. That was too bad. I got through quickly, they took another hour.

Ruth E. and I couldn’t figure out where they were and we didn’t have their number to call them. Eventually we found them. The place is just not that big to be separated by an hour when they were only four rows behind me on the same plane.

Eventually Ruth E. got me to the club where they had a lovely room waiting for me and I got a nice welcome from Helen the best club manager ever.

Since the young people have a big event tonight Ruth E. and I went to the yacht club for dinner. I was waiting for her to pick me up in one of her golf carts. I was sitting in the lobby and saw a tricked out car with disco flashing lights so I assumed it was someone else’s cart. Then it moved forward and I saw it was Ruth E.

I ran outside to get a better look at colorful wonder. It was the most un- Ruth E. thing ever, except she does love a disco party. She swore the kids made it like this and she needed the grandchildren to teach her how to turn off the flashing colored lights. So we boogied on down to the yacht club.

We broke all the rules and took my phone out and took a photo of ourselves there. It was fine since we were the only ones there at 6:45. The continentals all eat late. Us North Carolinians eat early so we can get back to our disco carts and party on home.