Tuesday, April 19, 2005
Nice, isn't it, spending four and a half hours with a very old friend, sipping vanilla ice cream soaked in Coca-Cola, whiling away the lazy afternoon reminiscing about other old mutual friends, laughing as we catch up on the current vicissitudes, and planning the next meeting, which we both know will not come any sooner than a year from today at the earliest, and though not wanting the present one to end, and we sip the ice cream languidly and as slowly as possible to prolong the moment, we nevertheless can't wait for the excitement of the next one?
Salud, Cuauhtemoc!