A long and busy week- doctors, physios, acupuncture, cortisone shot- made longer by dinner with petronia on Wednesday. As I said several years ago, and about the same person, "Being in some people's company, even for an evening, is like being on vacation." Partly that S occupies a world I know very little of- corporate culture- and partly that she's an inveterate traveller with tales of otherwheres seen through an unusual eye. At least, her traveller stories are quite different from anyone else's more mundane approach. Some people talk about the cockroaches or the drinks; S talks about the look of a city post-earthquake. (It looks like Montreal does all the time: streets torn up, concrete lying about.)
I know very few people who converse rather than chat. (I don't converse myself, being too lazy to do the work required for an informed discussion.) But it's so nice to be in the company of someone who does.