Friday, December 11, 2015

We'll always have Vegas



We met at the bakery for brunch. Markus rode in the car with the rest of the team on the ride over. I switched places with him in the cafe while he ran outside with his friends to order an omelette, muffin, and orange juice. The walk around the neighborhood while he did warm ups was windy. The yellows, browns, and palm trees were muted and blurred. The day was a movement of circles. I hopped out of the car and into the rink. Drove the car to the hotel to stay in the car. Back to the hotel before the rain and bowling crew arrived.