Thursday evening we returned to the hotel for "quiet" time then went out for dinner and haircuts - not exactly hollywood material, but then they never seem to need to go to the bathroom either. Ears properly lowered and Bobbie from Great Clips probably celebrating our departure we went for our ritual swim to round out the day. Tomorrow it's time to break out a Classical Pontiac shirt and pretend to do something constructive!
Distant storm clouds beneath the setting sun