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| At the Airport this Morning Finally Got him to Smile |
Well, we’re down one Panamanian in the
house as I just returned from driving my wife’s uncle to the airport for his
return trip. I’m going to miss him, especially during lawn mowing as he became
my self-appointed electric cord wrangler. It’s going to feel strange not having
a long drive to make this weekend, well except for the drive to and from
Boston. Last night was a true adventure in the restaurant department. I’d had a
challenging week at work with a restive union and departure of a key manager.
For those reasons and my usual Friday motivation I made my thirsty way to Brew
City only to find it closed!
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| First Friday in the Cave |
They were in the midst of renovations
that for some reason they failed to share with me. They promise to be open next
week but morale certainly took a huge hit. Since the other participants were in
the process of driving there and I didn’t want to spend a lot of time waiting
in a rainy parking lot I sent out a message and headed home. My wife, completely
knowledgeable on the intrinsic importance of First Friday broke out some snacks
and beer and we occupied the Man Cave by brute force. That turned out to be a
lot of fun because she is truly the life of my life-long party.
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| BRotehr and Sister at Oli's Last Night |
Since this was her Tio’s last night in
country we planned on taking him out to dinner at one of our favorite local
places – Val’s. We arrived there, in the midst of a FaceTime call with our
granddaughter, only to find the parking lot empty which meant Val’s was also
closed. I wasn’t a huge fan of our luck at that point. We turned around and
started towards Worcester as the Panamanians conferred and finally decided
Italian fare was the call. I put out a couple of alternatives and a decision
was finally (and exhaustively) made. We ended up at Oli’s Italian Eatery which
is close to the house. We made a 45 minute drive to get there with all the
diversions.
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| A Few Fridays Ago |
The trip to the airport this morning
went flawlessly as my wife’s luggage packing process had her uncle fully
prepared to deal with weight restrictions. He came with one suitcase and is
leaving with two fully packed (read bulging) suitcases and two small carry on
suitcases (also bulging). If nothing else Panamanians can truly shop. We
watched him through security which was an adventure given all the bells and
whistles he acquired during his stay. I’m going to miss him.
And of course the daily dose of New
Jersey perfection:
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