After my dining partner left, a nearby table erupted into some sort of celebration. Perhaps it was a wedding reception, an anniversary, or a family reunion. I couldn't tell since it was in a language I couldn't understand. But it was more fun to watch and to take occasional pictures than avoiding eye contact with huffy eating guy had been or the prospect sitting in my cabin seemed.
Thursday, October 25, 2007
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