It's been a year since Olive Beach started their monthly Flea Nite. I actually thought there'd be some sort of celebration going on but it was only the usual but with a much larger crowd. Because of that, the service was appalling slow.I actually said that when I left Olive, I would head straight home. But it didn't take much to persuade me to go to Blue, which turned out to be pretty good. Ran into a few people too. First time I've met Pat since she returned from her month-long trip to Bangkok. And guess what? She's no longer blond.
When it came time to say goodbye, some of us decided that supper would be a good idea. I really should quit while I'm ahead sometimes... but that's another story.
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