BREAKFAST 4-18-2011

Hotel Lutecia in Lisbon.

I just finished breakfast, it was a buffet so delicious. I ate alone. Carol wanted to stay in and sleep some more.

There is something misterious about a woman eating alone. Specially if she’s attractive and is early in the morning.

I have traveled and eaten alone one thousand times and feel good about it. I enjoy the looks I get from the men and women around me. I devote all my attention to my food and my coffee. Take extra time spreading butter on my toast and giving it the first bite. I can feel the looks of wonder upon me.

The waiters keep buzzling around me asking if I need something else? It’s a buffet! I wish they stop bothering me.