Wimbledon - Day 14
It is a mild morning, and I woke relatively refreshed. I am still not sleeping all that well, but I am at least getting enough sleep to not feel like poop all day. I get to head to the venue solo this morning, and I was excited at the prospect of doing my kind of trip. I put on my headphones, pulled out the iPod and bugger if the battery hadn't said it was dead. It really isn't holding a charge any longer, and it is beginning to annoy me.
The walk in was pleasant, though the mists started as I was coming in. I don't know what that will mean for play today, but I don't have a good feeling. I actually heard whispers of a Monday final, and it has me a bit on edge. I don't know how many times it has happened to this point, but I really would just shake my head if it happened here during my turn. I guess all I can do is hope at this point. Still, there seems to be a way this tournament sticks to its schedule and we won't end up having to cope with it.
Things are really wrapping up and that means that Colleen will be arriving. With the change in the weather, I won't have steered her wrong in terms of packing. I'd feel pretty badly if I had told her to plan for cool weather and then it was hot the entire time she was here. So far, the weather channel site indicates I am dead on, so I don't feel as nervous about it now. :-) I am starting to get excited about the premise of her getting here, and also a bit nervous. I have to go through the tube to catch a train, because I can't really justify paying for a cab on our dime. I need to verify the timing and then plan for the trip time. I am not sure how long it will take to get to the tube stop from my stop. It is 30 minutes from Victoria station to Gatwick on the Gatwick Express so I should be OK. I also have no idea how to actually purchase the tickets, as there are quite a few options and corresponding price points.
Play ended really early today. Most of the matches were really over quickly. The last two matches were actually over 45 doubles, and they are out there for the spectacle, not the tennis. That means we should have dinner out again today. I think the plans are Italian at Villagio Italiano, Wimbledon and I am looking forward to a bit of Italian for dinner. In the end, oddly, we wound up at Est Est Est which was decent, but not nearly as good.
I got back to the hotel at a reasonable time and then proceeded to burn up every bit of the 5 pounds I had used to top up on the cell phone. That was more than an hour on the phone to Colleen. I miss her, and she misses me. We actually chatted about odd crap and I discovered that her player won't actually talk to the Mac like I had hoped. I found this site and was pretty disappointed to hear the news there. Oh well, maybe she got them onto her device and they'll play. If not, we'll figure something out.
Drifted off shortly after 1. Tomorrow is 7/7, and there are a ton of memorial functions being done to honor the victims. Pretty serious stuff around here, considering the fact that I ride the tube everywhere.
Cheers!
The walk in was pleasant, though the mists started as I was coming in. I don't know what that will mean for play today, but I don't have a good feeling. I actually heard whispers of a Monday final, and it has me a bit on edge. I don't know how many times it has happened to this point, but I really would just shake my head if it happened here during my turn. I guess all I can do is hope at this point. Still, there seems to be a way this tournament sticks to its schedule and we won't end up having to cope with it.
Things are really wrapping up and that means that Colleen will be arriving. With the change in the weather, I won't have steered her wrong in terms of packing. I'd feel pretty badly if I had told her to plan for cool weather and then it was hot the entire time she was here. So far, the weather channel site indicates I am dead on, so I don't feel as nervous about it now. :-) I am starting to get excited about the premise of her getting here, and also a bit nervous. I have to go through the tube to catch a train, because I can't really justify paying for a cab on our dime. I need to verify the timing and then plan for the trip time. I am not sure how long it will take to get to the tube stop from my stop. It is 30 minutes from Victoria station to Gatwick on the Gatwick Express so I should be OK. I also have no idea how to actually purchase the tickets, as there are quite a few options and corresponding price points.
Play ended really early today. Most of the matches were really over quickly. The last two matches were actually over 45 doubles, and they are out there for the spectacle, not the tennis. That means we should have dinner out again today. I think the plans are Italian at Villagio Italiano, Wimbledon and I am looking forward to a bit of Italian for dinner. In the end, oddly, we wound up at Est Est Est which was decent, but not nearly as good.
I got back to the hotel at a reasonable time and then proceeded to burn up every bit of the 5 pounds I had used to top up on the cell phone. That was more than an hour on the phone to Colleen. I miss her, and she misses me. We actually chatted about odd crap and I discovered that her player won't actually talk to the Mac like I had hoped. I found this site and was pretty disappointed to hear the news there. Oh well, maybe she got them onto her device and they'll play. If not, we'll figure something out.
Drifted off shortly after 1. Tomorrow is 7/7, and there are a ton of memorial functions being done to honor the victims. Pretty serious stuff around here, considering the fact that I ride the tube everywhere.
Cheers!
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