“Near the action, I feel like I am really living it”, Bilta continues as he takes a sip of his cold coffee in the styrofoam cup, “in the water, sand and excitement, I get out of my shell.”
“Icebreaker when you are close to other people enjoying themselves”, I respond as I take another bite of the cheap pastry, “as you connect on an intimate level without interaction directly.”
“When it comes to people, I never exert myself beyond my comfort zone which stops where I do.”
“Can you explain”, Bilta replies as he turns his head out to the water as the small crowd braces for another one to try to get up on their board.
Taking the last sip of coffee, I chuckle as I turn to look back out the window as the last drops of sunlight fade in to the night as the horizon conceals the final evidence that a day has been completed and the night shortly shall exist.
“Another one”, he replies as Bilta asks the electro.waiter to bring the tab for the afternoon food and beverage consumption, “for an enjoyable afternoon giving you courtesy with a half-attempt in cojourning your jest.”
“Joke is only half the attempt when audience is absent.”
“Some jokes you remember to yourself privately in moments when you can’t find strength to laugh.”