Dinner was a buffet served in the restaurant I had seen before. I gave the hostess my name and she seated me at a table for two and took my drink ordered. I sat there looking around and noticed Damon with his friends a few tables away. When he saw me he waved and I waved back, adding a smile. He was dressed in a dark suit with an open-neck ruby red shirt, handsome as ever. I was wearing a white and red summer dress that I had dug up from deep inside my closet. I don’t wear many summer clothes in Iceland, mostly sweaters and jeans.
When my wine arrived, I tried it and then got up to inspect the buffet. I teach yoga, and a lot of people think I am a health freak, I’m not. I took a plate and scooped up several spoons of a potato salad-looking thing. Then I added lettuce, tomatoes, and onions. Then I moved on to the warm food where I found ribs in a thick amazing smelling sauce, prime rib, and hamburgers. I added a bit of everything to my plate.