breathing in the heat

I had just told someone over the phone how I love and return to this hotel because of the unpretentious atmosphere – the manager being cool as a cucumber – and no pretence or small talk anywhere.

In the evening heat I went down to the bar to ask for another jug of ice cubes for my juice and, although the sign on the door said they were closed, I asked for a shot to go with my ice cubes.

“How much do I owe you?” – The young bar man to the old woman: “That’s on me.”

“What’s that for?” – “Now that would be telling.”*

A completely earnest playful dialogue. And thirty years between us as well as a continent of origin.

The price of a shot

genuine play

*as the dialogue happened in German I had to take a shot (pun enjoyed) at interpreting – literally the young man said ‘that’d be me being naughty’

~ by Barbara S on June 23, 2022.