Cama seats still hold more resemblance to a dentist’s chair than a bed. But they are more comfortable than semi-cama, blankets are provided, and the evening meal comes with a Styrofoam cup of wine.
Speaking of wine, look at my Bingo card from my ride home!
[Pretend that you can see a picture of a Bingo card here, full except for one number. The internet here is too slow to upload pictures...]
You have to get two rows in order to win, but I had two full rows at least three rounds before the next person. And I swear I understood correctly! After trying to learn to count in French (who decided 93 should be four-twenty-thirteen?!), numbers seem so easy in Spanish. Anyway, the prize was a bottle of wine, and my fellow passengers seemed pretty intent on winning it. So I kept my mouth shut, happy to be a real Winner.
I wish I was the kid in that picture.
I wouldn't have been able to refrain from yelling bingo. I guess I'm too vain. That was pretty sneaky.
You are a funny woman Amanda Jehle.
Sometimes I can't figure out if your life is just overly full of interesting ironies and connections-- or you're just fantastic at writing ordinary life in a way that's extraordinarily interesting.
love it. love it.
I know you wrote this eons ago but I hate counting in French!
I'm also glad you won Bingo. Let's play the next time I see you.