I woke this morning with visions of supper dancing in my head. It’s my birthday you see! I was going to be picked up by friends at four thirty and then off to what I had been told was a fine restaurant.

I was so looking forward to it.  I had to fill the day to get to four thirty though.  I went for a walk that involved sweat and time. This took an hour and was completed after I had frittered the morning away.

I then took a taxi to Remo’s and watched football for three hours. Chatted to folks, drank a few lime juices and generally had a great time.

I again flagged down a taxi with a couple of others riding in it and got dropped down town San Ignacio. I wandered around town killing a little more time. As I walked I met a lady that I didn’t know who questioned me in short order about my relationship status and then implied she could be my “friend”!

I told her that I had enough friends and walked away.

I went home and waited for my friends to pick me up for supper. I had a lovely meal and outstanding conversation. I related the story of being hit on by this person and said if I had taken her up on her exchange of money for sex I would have probably crushed her as she was tiny and anorexic.

I was given a ride home and instead of going in I decided to go for a walk. Who should be the first person I meet but this lady! Two kilometers from where I had first met her. I said  “have a nice day” Turned around in shock and quickly strode away.

Was the world telling me that I needed to get laid?