We went downtown for drinks, dinner, drinks last night. We started at our favorite 2x1 place, Don Chepo. As we were leaving there, walking down the street minding our own business, a woman comes up to me and says "You're Wayne, aren't you!" I replied in the affirmative. Then she turns to B and says "Are you B or L?" Then I knew. It was a blog reader! Now I know what people are talking about when they say how strange it is to meet somebody who knows all about you.
Except Sandra from Toronto (and her husband, who kept asking her where the butter was!) were very nice. I enjoyed the few minutes we stood there chatting. A crazy feeling though. I guess I should tell you that she smuggled, er, that is, she had her husband carry through customs something like six pounds of Canadian butter! And one of them is for me!
Some people are just nice and I have always thought that my readers belonged in that category. I hope I see them again while they are here.