No Mini-Golf Today:
Went to a Doritos food fight on Thursday… comedy show at Junction Blue actually, but the thousands of crushed, popped bags of corn chips all over the place, and in everyone’s hair would have made you think otherwise. We left early though, and did a bit of midnight golfing on the ‘Schumba Valley Lodge’ driving range. A few loud clangs of golfballs hitting the security hut, and the commotion of the hither-to sleeping guards signalled that I definitely need to work on my game.
It’s not only my long game that’s come under scrutiny. Last night my 8-ball skills deserted me, and I was ‘whipped’ by a few of the guys from my old highschool… fortunately good team work in the foosball challenge saved the day as Mike and I hung on for a desperately needed, face-saving victory.
