Sunday - Meeting Day

From our balcony Carol captured the sunrise this morning. Personally I slept in.

The serenity of the view and and the ceaseless rush of waves onto the beach add greatly to the golden sense of repose one can enjoy at this place. Supper on the balcony is also a delight offering a view like this ...

At 4:30 p.m. we boarded a bus, along with Ken and Lynn who, like us, are staying on the eleventh floor here. Ken was our speaker last week. Today we had another fine public talk about making Jehovah our refuge and I commended the speaker for the way he added sense-stress when reading scriptures. It not only makes the reading more lively but also makes the main point of it stand out so much more clearly. The Watchtower study bubbled along at a good pace, always with many hands raised to comment, which is exactly how it should be of course.

The singing was robust as usual ...

also how it should be of course.

After chatting at the hall we left to catch a bus home when a couple from Indiana, staying in a building next to ours, offered us a ride and invited us to have supper with them at an Italian restaurant. Ralph and Pam had decided to rent a car so they were mobile and we accepted with pleasure. I find that after a period of eating burritos, tacos, enchiladas, and quesadillas (which are basically all quite similar but with the tortillas folded a different way) I get a strange craving for a good old-fashioned bowl of spaghetti with meat balls. At this restaurant they served it with a knife and a fork which was gauche, but still tasty. So we enjoyed our supper in an outside patio and got to know one another a bit. Before becoming a Witness Ralph had been a soldier in the Vietnam war. Because he knew how to type, soon after his arrival he was chosen to prepare daily reports which kept him at a desk all the time he was in Vietnam. This may also be a factor in why he's still around to talk about it.