Good things, bad things – I haven’t done
that for a while! Maybe I’ve never
done it!
Good thing – they gave me a table, even
though I hadn’t booked.
Bad thing – the music.
Good thing – the sea – it’s 50 meters away.
Bad thing – the disco light.
Good thing – the waitress has bare feet,
just a little sand stuck to her toes.
Bad thing – too many choices.
Good thing – her smile.
Bad thing – I left my fork on the empty
plate of anchovies.
Good thing – she replaced it, and the
anchovies (served on toast tapanaded) were the best I have ever had. Ever.
Bad thing – they are finished.
Good thing – I have a plate of Gambas
cooked in pastis coming.
Bad thing – I can see the chef at work
through a crack in the door.
Good thing – he smiled and waved. And he’s
bare foot too.
Bad thing – this is going to cost me.
Good thing – floor is wooden, the sunset is
magenta.
Bad thing – someone is smoking at one of
the tables.
Good thing – there is a summer’s eve breeze
and I had a swim just before coming here. Just a little sand stuck to me too.
Bad thing – the music just got louder.
Good thing – the day is fading, the view is
across the Mediterranean and I have to walk across the sand to find my car.
Bad thing - I’m alone, no one to share this with.
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