Oct 5, 2012
We hung out at the lovely pool. I even took a little nappypoo. I'm sleeping better at night, though not the entire night. And now I can even take a short nap in the afternoons when time permits.
When Bob's foot had had enough (he hurt it at swing dance class), we lugged our chairs to the trolley stop. We just missed a trolley back to Central Plaza, so we had to wait at Williams Park for the next. According to a cop I talked to last December, this park is feared even by the police because of the criminal druggies who hang out there. Bob and I weren't afraid, though, being the San Jose survivors that we are. A nice black woman hung out with us, and kept saying how bad the park was. A drunk came by and sat next to me. I didn't think anything of it, but Bob told me to go sit somewhere else while he sat next to the drunk and gave him his bottle of water. The trolley finally came and we went back to get the car, which thankfully was still waiting for us.