Atlantic City with Jeanne

The ocean in Margate is so lovely. Every morning after a leisurely breakfast, I collect my sarong, sun hat, and beach chair and walk the 8 blocks to immediately get in the water. So cool with soft sand and no crowds.

Jeanne, Sheryl’s mom, has never been very fond of the beach and any way it has been too hot and muggy for her to join me. We have been doing a few chores but mostly enjoying each other’s company and eating ice cream.

I’m always impressed by how vibrant and interesting Jeanne is at 93. She still works part-time and drives and can more than keep up her end of a conversation. Tomorrow she gets the rest of the Sunday New York Times. A treat for me as I am all digital.

Tonight we went to an Indian Independence Day Festival at the Showboat, a former casino on the boardwalk. We ate samosas and watched a hometown celebration with dancing and music. We were one of only a few white attendees. We had fun.

And while in Rome... as they say, we went to the Ocean casino to throw our money away on slots and poker machines. Between the two of us, we spent $35 bucks. High rollers we are not.

Tomorrow we have dinner reservations at a nice restaurant. And I’m predicting there will be chocolate in my future...Baca lagi