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From Lisbon back to Madrid by way of Evora, Merida, Trujillo, Oropesa and Talavera. It was a great trip. We did our shopping day by day and Allison did all the cooking. I had lost a great deal of weight but I think she put a little back on. We returned to the same campsite in Madrid. I went to the American Embassy to collect my gear and it wasn't there. So I told them to forward it to Paris.
I had to attend a party with Allison given by the friend who had kept her car for her. It was in a first floor, one bedroom apartment. It was mostly young lower level embassy people as I remember. Parties are not something I was used to. I had been but to a few, in my entire life. We got there early and I sat in a big comfortable cushioned arm chair. I never moved all night and didn't say much. I got stuck in that chair and could not get out. Everybody was very nice and I would have done fine in conversation with any of them. I just froze. I sat there for hours until finally I had to pee really bad, and it got worse and worse.
Finally I just had to go, somewhere in the nine o'clock hour. When I came back, a woman had taken my chair, and I could tell by the expression on her face and the smirk she gave me, that it was teasing intentional. What are you going to do now ? Again I froze, turned around and headed for the bedroom. I stayed in there the rest of the party laid out on the bed, where everyone had chucked their coats if they had them. I was long tedious coward's hours.
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