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1. My weekend, or actually prepping for the weekend, actually began on Wednesday.
2. After getting my place overly clean for my weekend guest, I was already quite pooped by Thursday night, the night before my visiting friend Will arrives on Thursday night at 6:30.
3. My new weekend gal was to cover for me on Friday.
4. Last minute she notifies me that she had fallen, or missed the two stairs at her moms home and landed on her knee cap. She had gone to the Dr and he told her to stay home off her feet for a week.
5. So with this last minute scramble, and with Friday being our GM's last day (she kept wanting reports, reports, and reports for the transition), I managed to get a temp available, and on board for Friday, and finalized by 5 pm on Thursday.
6. I picked Will up at SFO. He unpacked at my place, then we went locally to dinner at the Basque Cultural Center. Will had the beef tongue. I had the stuffed Quail. Both were delicious. Our server was an elderly woman. Will started speaking to her in Spanish. Fluent Spanish.
7. Come to find out, that his first 8 yrs were spent in Colombia. His parents emigrated from Nazi Germany during the war. Well they actually escaped. Over the Swiss Alps (yes he said just like in the movie, Sound of Music). His Grandfather never left. He died in Auschwitz. The family later on moved to NYC. He moved to Dana Point, CA about 20 yrs ago.
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2. After getting my place overly clean for my weekend guest, I was already quite pooped by Thursday night, the night before my visiting friend Will arrives on Thursday night at 6:30.
3. My new weekend gal was to cover for me on Friday.
4. Last minute she notifies me that she had fallen, or missed the two stairs at her moms home and landed on her knee cap. She had gone to the Dr and he told her to stay home off her feet for a week.
5. So with this last minute scramble, and with Friday being our GM's last day (she kept wanting reports, reports, and reports for the transition), I managed to get a temp available, and on board for Friday, and finalized by 5 pm on Thursday.
6. I picked Will up at SFO. He unpacked at my place, then we went locally to dinner at the Basque Cultural Center. Will had the beef tongue. I had the stuffed Quail. Both were delicious. Our server was an elderly woman. Will started speaking to her in Spanish. Fluent Spanish.
7. Come to find out, that his first 8 yrs were spent in Colombia. His parents emigrated from Nazi Germany during the war. Well they actually escaped. Over the Swiss Alps (yes he said just like in the movie, Sound of Music). His Grandfather never left. He died in Auschwitz. The family later on moved to NYC. He moved to Dana Point, CA about 20 yrs ago.
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