We went to our first-ever cricket match. By the end of it, we were fans. It was the national final match, so there was a great deal of pomp: dancing girls, guys dressed up in silly suits. The referrees were delivered to the field in a helicopter. They do the wave here, and they call it the Mexican wave.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
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Hey Mel,
Congrats on the finalist-ism with the bateau!
and how the hell do you two be? matt and mary were just in town and taht led to chatting about you guys.
hope all's well.
miss you both.
t
Hey,
We're good, thanks. And thanks. I'll send you an e-mail.
M
Tucson to South Africa... now there's a story.
Re Cricket... have always wanted to see a game... it's still on my list.
Anne Wayman, now blogging at www.aboutfreelancewriting.com
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