Recent mini-adventures
It’s February already, but I heard someone say “Happy New Year” the other day.
In the past month, I’ve made two day trips down to Washington, the first trip being highlighted by the consumption of peanut butter pie in Fairhaven at a restaurant that claims to serve the best pie in the Northwest. The most recent drive down was with a group of my childhood girlfriends, mostly for a change of scenery, good conversation, and some light shopping.
I’ve continued on with ballet classes twice a week, and am seeing some minor improvements. I participated in a master class with a guest teacher, a director of a ballet school in the United States; however, the class was far too advanced for me, and I repeatedly looked at the clock wishing for it to be over. Note to self: When they say “master class,” believe it. It perhaps did not help that I was mildly hung over with a splitting headache, but when you’re invited to a dinner party the night before by a museum director, who has accommodated your vegetarianism and continually refills your wine glass throughout the evening before it has a chance to empty, you say yes. All in the name of leisure research.
In addition to a few social brunches and afternoon coffees, I had the opportunity to go to the River Rock Casino in Richmond. I signed up for a client card simply to get a $10 credit that I could slowly burn off at the one-cent slots. It may have been the overwhelming combination of the bright flashing screens, stale smell, and greasy slot buttons I had to repetitively push, but I could not find anything thrilling about the experience. Perhaps I was just disappointed I didn’t win big. I did momentarily have a $4 advantage on a unicorn-themed slot machine, but I got greedy and those credits soon withered away.