Last night I went to bed at 11:45, got up once about 3:30,
woke up at 6:30 finally getting up just before 7am.
I left the apt at 8:30 and walked to the mall. I ordered the breakfast special at Habia Una Vez and Jose arrived and ordered
his own breakfast. We chatted a bit then
took the elevator up to the 3rd floor to the food court.
I had Black for the first game and I played the Sicilian
Defense. I made a couple miscalculations
and I resigned on the 24th move.
For lunch he had a sandwich from Q’Hubo and at his recommendation I had a burger from Presto.
I had White in the second game and I played the London
System. In the middle game I sacrificed
the exchange (rook for a bishop) in order to stake a knight in the middle of
the board. He castled queenside and I
got a good attack going and he resigned on the 33rd move.
We said goodbye.
I planned to look in Decathlon
for short pants like I found in Columbia
outdoor but first I made a trip to the restroom. As I was coming out the overhead alarms went
off. They soon stopped overhead but I
could still hear them in the distance. Outside
the entrance to Decathlon I saw
employees and private security running all over the place. Then about a dozen employees gathered outside
the main entrance. I saw a number of
employees and security running toward the back of the 2nd floor area
with fire extinguishers. Then they
rolled down the security gate. I
suddenly lost my desire to visit Decathlon.
I went to Todo Fresa
where I had a café con leche and checked my cellphone.
When I left thirty minutes later I noticed the security gate
was still down at Decathlon. I never saw any smoke, however so I don’t know
what was going on.
I walked back to the apt.
I watched Season 8, episode 16 of The Walking Dead on Netflix.
Tomorrow we should be going to Mayorista for groceries after
lunch.
5,435 steps today.
Joke of the day
Three sisters of age 92, 94 and 96 live in a house together.
One night the 96 year old draws a bath, puts her foot in and
pauses. She yells down the stairs,
"Was I getting in or out of the bath?"
The 94 year
old yells back, "I don't know, I'll come up and see." She starts up the stairs and pauses, then she
yells, “Was I going up the stairs or coming down?"
The 92 year old was sitting at the kitchen table having tea
listening to her sisters. She shakes her
head and says, "I sure hope I never get that forgetful." She knocks
on wood for good measure.
She then yells, "I'll come up and
help both of you as soon as I see who's at the door."
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