I"d like to spend some time with you, my little book, but I"m in a hurry.
Last night I met a man who seems so nice, so interesting, such perfect company. We decided that we would spend some time together today. I"ve just finished breakfast and we"re going out to the beach, and I don"t want to keep him waiting, so I"ll just jot down a few thoughts.
His name is Danny; he"s an American. Well, that"s okay (ha ha). We were both sitting on the terrazza here at the hotel and he started talking to me. I really wasn"t interested at first; I wanted to focus on my responsibilities. Yeah, sure, I was going to have some fun before returning, but “fun” was going to be more like walking on the beach, drinking too much wine (well, we did that too!). I didn"t think fun was going to include meeting some g
