Dr. Pagano treats
07/26/2011 - 07/26/2011 70 °F
OK, so I didn't go to breakfast with Chris, but I did enjoy a lighter breakfast by myself. I slept well and wanted to not stuff myself. This morning's walk was going to be around the bars, not through them. I happened upon a small apartment filled with architecture from 1900 ruins to 1980's garden suites. . I witnessed recess at a preschool with rudimentary trucks and dolls in an outside field with a rusty gate. After finding one of the few bridges that would lead back across the canal, I ended up at the philharmonic hall, . After a snack of tasty hard candies (I'll try to pocket some for Ms. Ella and the boys), I had near an hour until lunch, so I proceeded to find one of the few benches in all of old town. Not long after several Hall attendees came to check on me over and over, I realized that a siesta was impossible, but the cool breeze, hot sun, and fountain of water was worth the risk. . Lunch had bacon-wrapped (beginning to be unimpressive) chicken, mushrooms and potatoes, green beans, and rice. Chris' boss, Dr. Pagano was along for the meetings last night and today only, so we made plans with him and his wife, Jody. The conference hall rented buses to chauffeur attendees to Sopot, a nearby resort area on the beach of the Baltic Sea. I made reservations at Bulaj, a restaurant frequented by high heads of state. It wasn't until after we walked from the bus stop to the main square and then back down the coastline that we realized we were already near the restaurant. That's ok, because we got to see the largest wooden pier in Europe, and the most adorable baby harness ever . The restaurant served wonderful food and wine and service situated right on what would be dunes in North Carolina. We four sat, chat, and ate for over two hours and enjoyed every minute. The taxi ride home was quicker than the bus that we missed and the walk from thle Pagano's hotel to ours was nice.