15 August 2009

15 August, Day 63: "futile", triple word score

More of the same, just chilled on the boat as we cast off to Changa Cherere, more drinking and reading, playing cards or sleeping. I got roped into playing scrabble with the wife and quit about an hour later when all I could manage was crappy-crap-crap words like “go”, “bee”, “noize” (not a word, can you believe it??), “damn” and so on. I mean, come on, I had no less than 3 sets of “i”, one “z”, one “x” (!!) and a “q”. She on the other hand rocked out with classics like “serendipity”, “golden” and “repugnant”. It was quite fitting that the last word she made right after I quit was “futile”. Futile indeed... and stupid... scrabble sucks.

Another sunset booze cruise, this time the sky was the same colour of the water creating the illusion that there simply wasn’t a horizon. It was quite unnerving. And gorgeous: purple hues running into subtle pinks all reflected off the perfectly still water.

At least dinner was worth the wait: Large, man sized T-bone steaks, pap, wors, gravy and relish, bread, salad and spanspek for desertz (see what I did there? Quizillion letter score, cuz I zaid zo!). Huuuuuuuuggh. So.Much. fooooood. Bryan got a standing ovation. Again.

To mix things up, Annelie and I are sleeping on the top deck under the stars. The wind is out a bit tonight but it’s not cold. We lay in bed a long while peering at the constellations through my binoculars. I wish I actually knew all the names of what I was looking at, but it’s all good none the less.

Highlights: Life, the Universe, Everything

[G & A], out

these are my words i’ve never said before

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