The vacation itself was wonderful. Two bad things did happen, my grandfather passed away and I got a severe sunburn when I fell asleep on the beach our last afternoon. I'm really OK with my grandfather passing. He was 95 years old. Not that anyone can or should say how much living any other person deserves, but he did plenty. After nine days of abstinence, I ate compulsively in the shiva house and can now only claim 2 days.
C and I saw 2000 Maniacs today and the rest of the weekend includes plans for Pink Flamingos, Rebel Without A Cause, Contempt and She-Devils on Wheels. Sorry, I still seem to be in chronicling mode rather than reflective. Soon enough you damn voyeurs!