I lost very badly in the Magic games, but I’m learning. We played for eight hours. Cara showed up at around midnight and promptly passed out on the floor.
Granny’s 93rd birthday party was about as fun as a 93rd birthday party can be.
The food fair was fun too. I should’ve taken notes because the names of some of the things we ate are impossible to remember. Here’s what we had though: Vegetable Biryani, some spicy yoghurty stuff with dumplingy things in it, some small crispy shells with some chick pea stuff in them, some squares of spicy doughy stuff, some crispy chip type things with yellow gloopy dip stuff, and a thing that looked like a cupcake that had almonds and pistachios in it. Oh, and a glass of lassi. It was all delicious, if lacking in the meat department.
The race was fantastic. Watching Fernando Alonso fight off a rampaging Michael Schumaker for 16 laps was thrilling. I already had a lot of respect for Alonso, but now I firmly believe he is multiple World Champion material. I’m still not sure how Michael managed to jump from 12th to 3rd in one pit stop. Ross Braun strikes again.
