(written from memory on January 16, 2011)
George suggested either swimming in the lake or playing golf. I was up for either but thought golf might be a laugh as I had last playing in May... 1982. The country club was a bit unkempt, but good groundskeepers are hard to find. I think theirs must have gone to the great 19th green in the sky a hundred years ago. Lost several balls, but I think we all enjoyed it, i.e. George, Helen and me.
That evening we went to an Italian place a few kilometers away. It was quite nice, the service good and the food better. Prepared to leave early the next morning.
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