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Denise, Denise, I’m so in love with you

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Yes I am a sad bunny and played this Blondie song from my Galaxy 3 to the poor bar tender who went by the name Denise. Actually she had used me to bypass the rather persistant man who had started to inquire on her married status, who had also tried to strike up a conversation with me on motor cars. He was dreadful, but she did her best to smile and be polite to him.

I ate at the Red Lobster last night. Definitely a strange and different set of humanity dine there. The food was acceptable, the bar tender was nice. I know this sounds snobbish, but the clients, well ….. I don’t really know what to say.

Was woken at 4 in the morning with a women in the parking lot screaming at some man, ‘You got another girl, You got another girl’ and then sounds of slamming doors and car leaving at high speed.

Last day here, off home from Boston Logan in the evening. Then back out here again in a little over two weeks.

Wet or Dry Cappuccino

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Went to Starbucks for a Cappuccino today, and was asked if I wanted it wet or dry. I looked perplexed, thinking I had misheard, I am often told I am going deaf. I still asked and was informed that wet had more milk, and dry had more froth. So I have now learnt a new American phrase and new possibility when ordering my coffee to take out.

Wethersfield

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Made it to the hotel after just 35 minutes waiting in the American immigration line, the rest went smoothly and I was on the road by 9.35pm.

Traffic was quite bad on the interstate, not helped by the number of roadworks. In a two and a bit hour drive there must have been five lane closures for resurfacing. Moral, don’t drive at night when road surfacing is a night task.

Arrived at Comfort Inn by 11.40pm and soon tucked up in bed for a 3 hour sleep. Body clock soon stepped in and kept me awake. Off to work now in Glastonbury.