
As usual Kathy kept the proceedings moving. She had some memorable lines that amused us all, including these:
>On tipping the golf cart drivers--"Two dollars, or one at the most."
>On setting the AC-- "I punched some buttons." (She'd set it to heat.)
>While reading City of Thieves--"How many chickens can an egg lay in a week?"
>On being able to rent purchased weeks--"Lourdes (the agent) said 60-40. That's 50%."
>On dressing for dinner, and our concierge-- "I want to talk to Davio when I change into my capris."
We also had a couple of misadventures. I was reading on the bed when Kathy decided to take a bubble bath in the jacuzzi 20 feet away. Suddenly, I got hit with a stream of soapy water worthy of a water cannon (the top jet hadn't been covered by the water when Kathy turned it on). Pages 42-3 of Suttree will never be the same.
And finally, the TSA agent who inspected Kathy's carry-on was shocked to find a quart of tapioca pudding. Her explanation, "But I just bought it," did not get it on the plane.
Ah, but it's quirks such as these--and savvy, and charm--that make Kathy the best traveling companion that I've ever known.