I’m the token board game geek friend, and so I received many links about Snakes and Lattes, a board game cafe near Bathurst and Bloor in Toronto. It costs $5 and you can stay and play for as long as you like.
The shady character on the right was the only guy who would come with me
This morning, I tried to send a post card. I’m not confident it will get anywhere. I went to the front desk, but the person didn’t know for sure what to do with it. I probably spoke too fast. He called his superior, and I didn’t understand him but he said ’7 riyals’ somewhere in his sentence. That was fine with me and then he left. I asked the original person if I just leave the money with him, and he gave me that same confused expression I’m so used to by now. He called another guy over who said that it would be 10 Riyals. But I said the other guy said 7. He was ok by that and then walked away. The original guy and I were still confused. Do I get a stamp? Do I just leave it? I didn’t know. Fortunately, the other superior came back and was probably asking why I was standing around looking like an ignored loser at a high school dance. The original receptionist said that I was wondering if I got a stamp or something. He explained I just leave it at the desk and his colleagues will mail it for me. So here’s hoping… Darn it, I should have taken a picture of that postcard. Here’s a picture of money instead.
They don’t have cream here. At least, from what I can tell. I was at the breakfast buffet this morning and I asked for cream for my coffee. My server looked at me with that same confused expression others give me when I bring up AT-ATs in polite conversation. Are my hobbies and interests so eclectic that they should garner such looks? Ah well.
Speaking of drinks, I have been trying all sorts. Yesterday, on the way to “Industrial City” (Remember, you have to say it with the voice), we stopped off at a small restaurant. They had fresh fruit drinks, and I got myself a mango smoothie. But look at the crazy drinks they offer here! What are those things? I didn’t have time to order one, but next time.
I’m not hungry. I wasn’t hungry when I woke up. I wasn’t hungry during lunch, and I wasn’t hungry at dinner. Is it the time difference? I dunno, the food is good and I want to eat, but I’m full all the time. I don’t think it helped that breakfast and lunch the day before were buffets. So I only ate once, and one lonely sandwich. It was a yummy chicken garlic pita thing. It had an official name, but I don’t know what it was called. I think it had some ‘ch’s in it, making it difficult for me to pronounce. This isn’t a good pic, but the only one I have of lunch.
