Cooler, Not Frigid

It was a cool day here in the Bahamas. We had the mah Jongg tournament. A runaway by Laura who took the top prize by a lot. It was still fun for everyone. After the tournament we were off to the pool deck for the farewell Mah Jongg lunch.

Lynne showed up dressed in the exact matching outfit I did, except she had a turtle neck I wished I had. It was still chilly. laura had asked them to offer a hot soup along with the cold gazpacho they were serving for lunch. More of us had the hot chowder than the cold soup.

After such a lovely lunch I was off to Melanie’s beautiful house for some post class mah Jongg With the Canadians. Nothing is better than time with Canadians.

It was still cool, but nothing like the cold Carter was experiencing in Boston. She sent me photos of her shoveling activity. The life of home ownership means you have shoveling responsibilities. At least it is good exercise. I hope all my Yankees friends are warm and safe and not too snowed in.

Russ and I enjoyed our last dinner at the little club. We have a whole day in Paradise tomorrow before we return to the cold. I don’t have a jacket to wear home. Just a sweater. I pray the reentry is not too brutal.